↑To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XV: Back to the Soulscape", V — "Under it sat a pale lady, with the head of the rathorn cradled in her lap. Lully lully lullaby, she sang in a low murmur, stroking his white neck and mane. Dream of meadows, free of flies… 'Isn't this Kindrie's soul-image?' Jame asked, perplexed. 'How did you get here?' "
↑Honor's Paradox, "Chapter I: Songs in the Night", I — " 'Lordan, will you add a coda to my song?' Jameth hesitated, looking blank. Clearly, nothing came to mind. Then, as if despite herself, she began softly to sing:"