Young Tam Lin
- Faerie land
And pleasant is the faerie land but an eerie tale to tell. Ay at the end of seven years we pay a tithe to hell; I am sae fair and fu o flesh, I am feared it be mysel.
Kaye from Tithe by Holly Black
- Bleeding Sun
You know what the sun looks like? Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is all over the water; and the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it.
