elflock

Updated: May 2, 2025

The publisher smiled: "My dear fellow, you must be careful what you say. That is what we call 'the Oxford voice." "How remarkable!" said Henry, his attention called off by a being with a face that half suggested a faun, and half suggested a flower, a small, olive-skinned face crowned with purply black hair, that kept falling in an elflock over his forehead, and violet eyes set slant-wise.

Richard Le Gallienne - Young Lives