Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Stroud
Jonathan Anthony Stroudis a British writer of fantasy fiction, mainly for children and young adults...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth27 October 1970
CountryUnited States of America
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girl running opposites
Despite his crimped shirts and flowing mane (or perhaps because of them) I had seen no evidence as yet that Nathaniel even knew what a girl was. If he'd ever met one, chances are they'd both have run screaming in opposite directions.
mirrors long looks
Then again, Solomon was human. And that meant he was flawed (Go on, take a look at yourself in the mirror. A good long look, if you can bear it. See? Flawed's putting it mildly, isn't it?)
waiting pardon-me pardon
Pardon me, Highness, a women waits whithout." "Whithout what?
toes watches victim
Watch where you leave your victims! I stubbed my toe on that.
pain powerful bills
Minor magicians take pains to fit this traditional wizardly bill. By contrast, the really powerful magicians take pleasure in looking like accountants.
years names odds
I had a chance at him now. Things were a bit more even. He knew my name, I knew his. He had six years' experience, I had five thousand and ten. That was the kind of odds that you could do something with.
gathering drunkenness
What is a gathering without unseemly drunkenness?
taken style form
Check out that one at the end. He's taken the form of a footstool. Weird...but somehow I like his style." "That is a footstool.
mirrors samarkand magician
One magician demanded I show him an image of the love of his life. I rustled up a mirror.
illusion
Freedom is an illusion. It always comes at a price.
looks hey fields
Hey, we've all got problems, chum. I'm overly talkative. You look like a field of buttercups in a suit.
heart eye two
The column hung above the middle of the pentacle, bubbling ever upward against the ceiling like the cloud of an erupting volcanoe. There was a barely perceptible pause. Then two yellow staring eyes materialized in the heart of the smoke. Hey, it was his first time. I wanted to scare him. And it did, too.
waffles young young-ones
That's usually how they start, the young ones. Meaningless waffle.
boys sight doors
Jabor finally appeared at the top of the stairs, sparks of flame radiating from his body and igniting the fabric of the house around him. He caught sight of the boy, reached out his hand and stepped forward. And banged his head nicely on the low-slung attic door.