Koala Reads

"Taigu Plaza was the busiest corner of Xiangjiang that day."

"Perched on top of one of the glass towers was an impossible sight: a mountain courtyard, old as if lifted from a painting—and in the middle of it, a stone well."

"My little fox, Jinjin, was lashed to a metal bar and spun in the water like a skewer on a spit. His fur was soaked through, his big ears flattened against his head, his eyes squeezed shut as if he’d stopped breathing."