The Casket of BrasseBook - 2011
The rose vines quivered, releasing a burst of scent. The statue took a deep, shuddering breath. Maridah scrambled to her feet. The statue took another unmistakable breath... and groaned. Maridah's alarm vanished at the piteous sound. Moving closer, she saw a tear slip down the statue's cheek. Short Story. The statue looked at Maridah. The eyes were creamy, unmarked by any color, not even a pupil. Their blankness gave the statue a quizzical expression, as if it were astonished to find someone else in its private garden. Maridah opened her mouth, but before she could draw breath, the statue spoke. "Know, O Princess of a noble race, that I was once as you are. As you will soon become."
Publisher: [Cedar Crest, NM] : Book View Cafe, 2011
Characteristics: 1 online resource data file
Call Number: eBook