I saw a book in the library by Melissa Albert, and she wrote some of my favorite recent reads, including The Hazel Wood, The Night Country, and Tales from the Hinterland, so I grabbed it. It was also excellent, just as I had expected it to be.
The opening line:
"We were going too fast."
"We learned the many uses of moonlight. Every piece of magic the book gave us worked like a gateway drug, until we couldn't imagine our lives without that thrill, that bend, that shock of the world giving way beneath our hands. We didn't wonder where the magic came from, or why it worked. We never asked ourselves, Is this ours to take? We were three damp ducklings, green as leaves, believing with all our crooked hearts that we were the ones writing this story. Even as a dead woman's book paved the road beneath our feet."
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