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Author: Kate Forsyth
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  1. Kate Forsyth _ The Wild Girl

    I was afraid this day would never come," she whispered.He cupped her face in his hands. "I told you love works magic.
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  2. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over my tongue like a lump of molten honeycomb, savoring the sweetness, the crackle, the crunch. Cerulean, azure, blue. Shadowy, sombre, secret. Voluptuous, sensuous, amorous. Kiss, hiss, abyss.Some words sounded dangerous. Pagan. Tiger.Some words seemed to shine. Crystal. Glissade.Some words changed their meaning as I grew older. Ravishing.
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  3. Kate Forsyth _ The Beast's Garden

    drew her coat close around her and tried to slip through the crowd, all converging on the
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  4. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    Footmen stood stiffly with trays laden with foaming goblets and plates filled with tiny delicacies, such as sautéed scallops, salt cod and caviar on potato pancakes, basil palmiers, and roasted brie with gooseberries.
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  5. Kate Forsyth _ The Cursed Towers

    The Coven of Witches, however, believed only in the natural forces of the world. Everyone was free to seek their own path to wisdom and to worship in whatever way they pleased. If they prayed, it was to Eà, who encompassed both light and darkness, life and death, the creative and the destructive. Eà was neither good nor evil, male nor female. Eà was both and neither.
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  6. Kate Forsyth

    Fairy tales have been with us for a very long time
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  7. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    Her papa called her 'chiacchere' because he said she chattered away all day, just like a magpie. He had all sorts of funny names for her: 'fiorellina', my little flower; 'abelie', which meant honeysuckle; and 'topolina', my sweet little mouse. Margherita's mother only called her 'piccolina', my little one, or 'mia cara Margherita,' my darling daisy.
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  8. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    I did not really listen, fixing my eyes on the nearest tapestry, which showed a white unicorn sitting with its front hooves in the lap of a fair-haired maiden in a gorgeous medieval gown. The embroidered grass was studded with flowers, and the two overarching trees were hung with pomegranates. Small beasts- rabbits and squirrels and badgers- watched from the shelter of the forest, not noticing the hunters creeping closer with their dogs and spears. I stared at this tapestry for an hour every day and still I found new things in it- a nest of baby birds, a hunter who looked sad, a ladybird on a leaf.
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  9. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have no time to be a wet-nurse for a bantling.'To my surprise, he did not flush or draw away in embarrassment. He grinned and winked at me, as if to say I could suckle him any time, and to my horror I felt myself grow red.
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  10. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    I wanted to rest my eyes on green meadows. I wanted to sit on green grass under the shade of a green tree. I wanted to eat cool green salads. I longed for arugula tossed with olive oil and parmesan, for asparagus tips dripping with melted butter, for a salad of sweet and bitter green leaves. Most of all, I longed for fish and parsley soup.
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  11. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    Belle laide, Athénaïs calls me,' I replied with a little shrug. The expression was usually used to describe a woman who was arresting despite the plainness of her looks.
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  12. Kate Forsyth _ Bitter Greens

    Farfallina, bella e bianca, vola vola, mai si stanca, gira qua, e gira la- poi si resta sopra un fiore, e poi si resta sopra un fiore... Butterfly, beautiful and white, fly and fly, never get tired, turn here and turn there- she rests upon a flower... and she rests upon a flower."
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