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A Witch's Trial (A Witch's Path, #3) QUOTES

A Witch's Trial (A Witch's Path, #3) QUOTES

1 " The clurichaun wasn’t going to be winning any beauty contests. Not only was he short—four feet at best—but he was rather squat. Not brawny, but of a sturdy build with shorter-than-average legs and overly long arms. His face, which could best be described as having been sculpted by a young child, didn’t improve upon his unusual proportions. His nose was bulbous and lumpy, his ears stuck out from his head, and his short hair shot out from his head in uneven spikes. His clothes were another matter entirely. The stained and ripped jeans were held up by a twine belt, and the faded plaid shirt was half-untucked, missing buttons, and one arm was holding on to the body of the shirt by a thread. “Oh, "

― N.E. Conneely , A Witch's Trial (A Witch's Path, #3)

2 " Narzel fart,” I swore. "

― N.E. Conneely , A Witch's Trial (A Witch's Path, #3)

3 " In the purist form of the darkest spell, we give our lives for you, to hold our knowledge dear, to stand in our stead, to face what we cannot, until the day a successor comes to you. Pass on our knowledge fast and true, for those shall be the last days gifted to you. "

― N.E. Conneely , A Witch's Trial (A Witch's Path, #3)