A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, by Mark Twain
> The moment I got a chance I slipped aside privately and touched an ancient common looking man on the shoulder and said, in an insinuating, »
The Healer, by Robin McKinley
> The child was born just as the first faint rays of dawn made their way through the cracks between the shutters. The new father bowed »
Haita The Shepherd, by Ambrose Bierce
> In the heart of Haita the illusions of youth had not been supplanted by those of age and experience. His thoughts were pure and pleasant, »
De Profundis, by Oscar Wilde
> I used to live entirely for pleasure. I shunned suffering and sorrow of every kind. I hated both. I resolved to ignore them as far »
Intruder in the Dust, by William Faulkner
> 'We are going at this a little hindpart-before, ain't we? I'm the one who should be asking you if I »