Sample Reading

The sun was raining again.

Soft and bright, the rainlight fell through the sky, each drop tearing a neat hole in the season. Winter had been steady and predictable, but now it was quite perforated, and spring peeked out from beneath. The world was ready for a change. The people of Ferenwood were excited about spring, but that was to be expected; they had always had a preference for predictable, reliable kinds of changes, like night turning into day and rain turning into snow. They didn’t care much if night turned into cake or rain into shoelaces, as that made no sense, and making sense was of great importance to these people who had built their lives around magic. And no matter how much they blinked, it was very difficult for them to find any sense in Alice.

Alice was a young girl, and of course, she was all the things you are.