The Clayr Saw a sword and so I was. Remember the Wallmakers. Remember Me. — Garth Nix

She got up, grew her legs longer to get her body out of the water and shook herself dry. Then she wandered off, following a zigzag path along the border between Life and Death, her tail wagging so hard, the tip of it beat the river into a froth behind her.

"Wake me when what terrible thing is going to happen, happens, or if it appears I might get wet."

"Yeerch. Soap. See how much I love you?"