Thread:LordTBT/@comment-4507006-20120122162643/@comment-1298206-20120123215055

Allow me to cite a direct quote:

"Unaware of the water behind her, Tsarmina retreated, backing off as the little warrior came toward her, bloodied but unbowed, the mouse who would not lie down and die. Martin, the one that fought like a great male badger.

Back, back, she paced, her eyes shifting from the gleaming blade to Martin's piercing eyes. Deeper and deeper into the waters of the lake went the Queen of the Thousand Eyes.

Even though Martin had halted upon the lake shore, he seemed to be getting larger, towering in her vision. She had to get as far away from this threat as she could.

Suddenly Tsarmina realized she had gone too deep. The energy drained from her body; dry land seemed miles away. Water filled her world, dar, swirling, eddying, tugging, longing to fold her in its wet embrace, pulling her down, filling her mouth, nostrils, and finally her eyes.

The dream had come true. The nightmare was over."

p.412-413 of American paperback copy of Mossflower.

 