- " Up there in the biting chill like a pane of ghostly vitreous, they have become lovers, embraced and linked, their bodies a bow, coupling on the wing. By the hour that this first happened the girl had forgotten all that she had been, and he had forgotten too that she was anything but the essential mate. Sometimes, borne in this way, by wings and by fire, she cries out as she hangs in the ether. "
-Fleur De Feu
Tanith Lee
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