monstress:“Sasha looked at his sister. He had never thought of her as girlish, but the last trace of
monstress:“Sasha looked at his sister. He had never thought of her as girlish, but the last trace of softness was gone. The quick brain, the strong limbs were there: fiercely, almost defiantly present, though concealed beneath her encumbering dress. She was more feminine than she had ever been, and less. Witch. The word drifted across his mind. We call such women so, because we have no other name.” — The Bear and The Nightingale, Katherine Arden -- source link
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