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Ones with dark, bitter corners and magic curled into thorns. Ones about monsters with elegant, razor-like teeth. He wrote fairy tales, but cruel.
Dove was a statue of glittering ice, beautiful and dangerous and impossible to reshape, while Andrew was more like a collection of skeleton leaves, fragile and crumbling.
Andrew wanted that—to be so full of fierce life it spilled over his edges.
It was a school for brilliance, for fixating on the stars until you grew tall enough to reach them.
To write something nice, he’d need something nice to say. But his ribs were a cage for monsters and they cut their teeth on his bones.
Though Andrew couldn’t shake that feeling from the forest—the feeling of being watched by something not yet fed.
“No,” Andrew said. “We’ll stop this. Everything that starts has a way to end.”
“What you need is to be ironed.” Thomas slumped his forehead against Andrew’s shoulder. “I need to be treated softly, like a delicate egg.”
Her boots seemed to grow more violently purple every time he saw her.
His chest was a broken cage for his emotions, and they spilled out of him like paint.
And if you stand in the sun for five minutes, you scorch like a little tomato.” “All things I can overcome,” Thomas said in earnest. “I can duct-tape myself to a surfboard and I’ll work on my tan.”
tarred saliva dripped down to splatter on the grass. Green shriveled. Black roses bloomed across the ground instead, their leaves corroding even as they grew.
Rain had left the garden glossy, hedges beaded with diamond drops and the air thick with that dense, clean smell of a freshly washed world.
“Halloween has us, I think. Let’s discuss gender expression in clothing and you can all tell me about your costumes.”
This is my first year at Wickwood and she took one look at me and said, ‘We’re friends now. Keep up.’
“It’s shitty that it has to be luck to be loved as you are,”
Can you even hear yourself? You screw up and you want to be punished. You want to be absolved in violence. Do you realize how incredibly fucked up that is?”
