It was one of his favorites. The baby gazed as he walked, studying  his protruding  eyeballs, his conical ears,  his thick lips on wide jaws. She examined each wart, each divot, each slimy lump on his large flat face, a look  of wonder in her eyes. She reached up one finger and stuck it curiously  into a nostril. Glerk sneezed and Luna laughed.

Excerpt from: The Girl Who Drank the Moon   By: Kelly Barnhill.