Tanith Lee idézet

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Prologue, “The Tower of Baybhelu”(p. 36)
Tales from the Flat Earth, Delusion's Master (1981)

The Eshva sighed at the touch of Azhrarn’s fingers. The sigh said this: Like a white moth at dusk, a night-blooming lily. Like music played by the reflection of a swan as it passes over the strings of a moonlit lake.
Book 3 “The World’s Lure”, Chapter 1 “Honey-Sweet” (p. 127)
Tales from the Flat Earth, Night's Master (1978)

Tales from the Flat Earth, Night's Master (1978)
Forrás: Book 3 “The World’s Lure”, Chapter 4 “The Anger of the Magicians” (p. 163)