I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not wh — Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not wh — Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not wh — Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not wh — Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not wh — Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

I didn't know what to say. It kind of hurt just to look at her, in a way i'd forgotten. Sort of like a splinter - not when you first get it under your skin, but the slow ache after it has been taken out.

— Maggie Stiefvater, Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie

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