Looking for goshawks is like looking for grace: it comes, but not often, and you don’t get to say when or how.

Septa Mordane said boar hunting was not for ladies, and Mother only promised that when she was older she might have her own hawk. She was older now, but if she had a hawk she’d...

It was Howard Hawks who changed my life.

I dreamed my shoulders held up the sky for a thousand hawks that squawked and cawed and beat their feathered wings against the hotness of the day. I supported their flight, watching and marveling, until...

What would this have been, if it had more power to give?””This may come as a surprise to you,” he replied dryly, “But I am not an Ancient. Nor am I, human philosophy aside, a...