Somewhere Beyond the Sea (Cerulean Chronicles, #2)

by T.J. Klune

See me. See me for who I am. I am magic. I am human. I am inhuman. See me.

I am a boy. I am a girl. I am everything and nothing in between. See me. You do. You see me. You recoil in fear. You scream in anger. See me. I bleed. I ache. You see me, and you wish you hadn’t. You wish I was invisible. Out of sight, out of mind. Unseen, faded, muted. You want my color. You want my joy. You want a monochrome world with monochrome beliefs. You see me, and you want to take it all away. But you can’t. You want me lost, but I am found in the breaths I take, in the spaces between heartbeats. I am found because I refuse to be in black and white, or any shade of gray. I am color. I am fire.

I am the sun, and I will burn away the shadows until only light remains. And then you will ha...

“That’s the funny thing about those in power. They underestimate everyone beneath them, even knowing their secrets are heard by someone.”

it’s okay to not be okay, so long as it doesn’t become all we know.”

Lucy nodded. “And I’ll open up a dimensional doorway in the fabric of reality and send her to a place where even demons fear to tread. What is this evil place, you might be asking? Great question!” He spread his hands wide in a practiced display of showmanship. “It’s called … Florida.”

“A great man once said stories of imagination upset those without one.

But the stories we’re given, these tales of tragedy and hope, the trust placed upon us to listen to each and every word, it’s humbling to be their secret keepers. We hold them here”—he