You look like Cinderella," said Val in awe.
"Yeah, if she'd been into bondage and had Christian Dior for a godmother.

The pool was steaming in the cold night air, and an electric light glowed under the water.

I’m not bipolar, I’ve just had a bipolar life foisted upon me.

I've always been a pretty good researcher," said Bronwyn modestly.
Oh, so that we share, thought Myfanwy, but you didn't inherit the power to make people shit themselves. You've got to love the randomness of genetics.

She was trying to find the section that described the penalties for treason. She'd browsed through the section at one point and vaguely recalled a long list of punishments culminating with the guilty party being ritually trampled to death by the population of the village of Avebury, which seemed unlikely, or at least somewhat difficult to arrange.

As you get to know what takes you away from life, you have more moments throughout your day, when your mind, body and heart are all right here, and you discover a reverence for all beings and things.