"The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences."

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She dreams a lot. She dreams of Ondines and falling maidens and houses burning in the night. But search her dreams all you like and you'll never find Prince Charming. No knight on a white horse gallops into her dreams to carry her away. When she dreams of love, she dreams of smashed potatoes.

— Jerry Spinelli