A song she heard Of cold that gathers Like winter's tongue Among the shadows It rose like blackness In the sky That on volcano's Vomit rise A Stone of ruin From burn to chill Like black moonrise Her voice fell still...
[Fantasy] [Magic] [Moon] [Winter] [Elves] [Summer] [Shadow] [Robert Fanney] [Elf] [Luthiel] [Blackness] [Volcano]
Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it used for blood. It brushed her cheek with its wings, then flew off -- dancing in the hot air.
[Dreams] [Fantasy] [Magic] [Healing] [Robert Fanney] [Luthiel] [Wyrd]
As I look out at all of you gathered here, I want to say that I don't see a room full of Parisians in top hats and diamonds and silk dresses. I don't see bankers and housewives and store clerks. No. I address you all tonight as you truly are: wizards, mermaids, travelers, adventurers, and magicians. You are the true dreamers.
[Magic] [Dreamers] [Whimsical] [Brian Selznick]
In the depth a light will grow, A silver shine no shadows know, Like wings unfolding in the sky, That circle 'round a gleaming eye, Turning darkness all away, Even depths will know their day, For every shadow has its end, In light! Life will return again!
[Life] [Darkness] [Magic] [Light] [Wings] [Eye] [Robert Fanney] [Luthiel]
And this, really, is the story-within-the-story, because if you do not believe that hearts can bloom suddenly bigger, and that love can open like a flower out of even the hardest places, then I am afraid that for you the world will be long and brown and barren, and you will have trouble finding the light. But if you believe, then you already know all about magic.
[Love] [Magic] [Lauren Oliver] [Difficulty] [Overcoming Adversity]
She could walk through a lightning storm without being touched; grab a bolt of lightning in the palm of her hand; use the heat of lightning to start the kindling going under her medicine pot. She turned the moon into salve, the stars into swaddling cloth, and healed the wounds of every creature walking up on two or down on four.
[Women] [Magic] [Gloria Naylor]