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Stefan Bachmann

The faery lady looked at Hettie curiously from beneath her wig. “You know…” she said, very softly. “All I wanted was that you would be my friend. That isn’t very much to ask, is it? Doesn’t everyone in the Smoke Lands have a friend? Doesn’t everyone have someone?” She smiled pitifully and looked away. “I wanted a little person who would be mine, because no one else is. Life is so lonely when one lives as long as we do, in such a horrible, horrible house. But you never wanted to be my friend. You never, ever did.

alone, friendship, sad, someone

Stefan Bachmann

He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would set up the invitation, and the next day there would be a petal-winged pisky clinging to the top of his bedpost. It would have a foolish grin on its face, and large ears, and it wouldn’t notice at all that Bartholomew was small and ugly and different from everyone else. But no. Mother had to ruin everything.

faery, funny, magic, pisky

Stefan Bachmann

But you will not spare a drop of pity because I am rich? We have death in our gilded courts, too. We have disease and cruelty, and not a breath of air or freedom. You cannot say our lives are easy, any more than I can say yours is. They are lives, and so they are HORRID!

death, disease, humans, lives, pity, rich-and-poor

Stefan Bachmann

I look up at the painting. It’s not even that interesting. Definitely doesn’t grab me and shake my brain around like the meadow scene did.

affect, art, deep, effect, influence, interesting, painting

Stefan Bachmann

Once people see you cry, it’s like they own part of you. It’s like you ripped a hole in yourself, and they saw through whatever armor you had on, got a good long view of all the screaming alien goop underneath.

cry, crying, people, screaming, seeing, vulnerability, vulnerable

Stefan Bachmann

Stop it, Misha. Stop being so frightened of everything. But she couldn’t stop. She carried fear with her like a little animal, curled in the nook behind her heart, and it whispered to her. You are weak, you are frightened, and you will never dare do anything at all.

animal, courage, fear

Stefan Bachmann

He had an image in his mind of a gaggle of long-necked geese, all done up in petticoats and crinolines, sitting around a stuffy parlor and talking about him.

clothes, fantasy, gossip, setting, steampunk, steampunk-fairy-tales

Stefan Bachmann

…it struck Mr. Jelliby that a wide-eyed faery was not a surprised faery. It was an angry, angry faery.

anger, eyes, faerie-tale, faeries, magic, steampunk-fairy-tales

Stefan Bachmann

Stop it, Misha. Stop being so frightened of everything. But she couldn’t stop. She carried fear with her like a little animal, curled in the nook behind her heart, and it whispered to her. You are weak, you are frightened, and you will never dare do anything at all.

animal, courage, fear

Stefan Bachmann

He had an image in his mind of a gaggle of long-necked geese, all done up in petticoats and crinolines, sitting around a stuffy parlor and talking about him.

clothes, fantasy, gossip, setting, steampunk, steampunk-fairy-tales