She lies like the moon lies, a different face every night, all but one of them false, and the one true face as barren and hard as stone. Why do you believe her?
Chapter 21 (p. 211) - Winter Rose (1996)
She lies like the moon lies, a different face every night, all but one of them false, and the one true face as barren and hard as stone. Why do you believe her?
Chapter 21 (p. 211) - Winter Rose (1996)