Tag: Author: Paul Fleischman

Aaron and his mother would sell their cloth, returning home the next morning with oats and lamp oil and more raw wool, to be dyed the colors of the ocean deeps and woven into cloth textured like the sea itself.

The Half-A-Moon Inn by Paul Fleischman

“Aye, lad, it’s an inn,” said the ragman, and all at once it came into sight, a ramshackle, three-story house, lit up bone-white in the moonlight.

The Half-A-Moon Inn
Paul Fleischman