![]() ![]() ![]() I had loved Gilly from the start, and I was as captivated by her godmother and by the magic in the world as she was. she ran a forefinger up the stem of one daisy, and a ladybird came off it on the finger and clung there. ![]() She seemed to manage it without disturbing the dog-daisies. I sat there, as still as a snail on the stem, in the middle of a full and living world and saw it for the first time, and for the first time knew myself to be a part of it. The birds stopped singing, the grasshoppers were silent. In its wake the air stilled again, thick with scents. The dog-daisies, white and gold, and taller than I was, stirred and swayed above my head as if combed through by a strong breeze. “Everything, suddenly, seemed outlined in light. Geillis was a lonely child, the only daughter of undemonstrative parents, but her godmother, a herbalist and maybe a white witch, understood and showed her the magic in the world that she had always wanted to see: I loved ‘Thornyhold’ every bit as much as I had expected. ![]()
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