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Wednesday, August 3, 2016

The Museum of Extraordinary Things

"...Perhaps this was her rightful fate, to be eaten alive by a fierce beast, a proper penance for her crimes. She closed her eyes and tried to still her heart. If her life was over, so be it. She would be nothing but glimmering bones scattered beneath the brambles, and the strands of her hair would be taken by sparrows to use in their nests.
     The wolf stood in a hollow, eyeing her, but she must have appeared worthless, for it shifted back into the woods." p. 33, The Museum of Extraordinary Things by Alice Hoffman.

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