Janet Lee Carey Quotes

There was something of the wildwood in the man who came and went illusive as moonlight moving through the branches.

Perhaps we are all too small-minded to glimpse creation, even out little corner of it.

Even if he was a thief, he was my thief. I could not push him away anymore.

Do not wander in the deeps,
Where the Shriker's shadow creeps.
When he rises from beneath,
Beware the Sharpness of his teeth.