The Mime Order (The Bone Season Book 2)

by Samantha Shannon

Some revolutions change the world in a day. Others take decades or centuries or more, and others still never come to fruition. Mine began with a moment and a choice. Mine began with the blooming of a flower in a secret city on the border between worlds.

Jaxon was capable of kindness, but he wasn’t kind. He could act like he cared, but it would always be an act. It had taken me years to wake up and see it.

‘She’s in one piece because of Jaxon,’ Eliza

Shes PISSING me off

‘I’m not saying that, Paige, I just—’ Eliza rubbed her eyes. ‘I’m sure you really were imprisoned in Oxford. But maybe something awful happened to you there, something that you had to block out, and you told yourself this story to make it easier. I’ve heard that can happen.’ ‘Get out, Eliza.’

Yup i hate her

To him, you are nothing more than quick flesh grafted to a ghost; a priceless gift in human wrapping.

We all do what we must, Liss had said.

And words, my walker – well, words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.’

‘To Haymarket Hector,’ he said, raising one towards Bow Bells. ‘The worst Underlord the citadel has ever seen. May his reign be swiftly forgotten.’

I love Nick

When you arrived in this city, I did not meet the Pale Dreamer. I met Paige Mahoney. The memory warmed me. And I think that she is a force to be reckoned with.

‘Please tell me you’re joking.’ ‘Jokes are the declarations of fools.’

The Rephs make me chuckle

I was nothing but a dog on his leash, and I was sick to the back teeth of it.

Here, on these pages, she was alive. This story would make her immortal.

‘Paige.’ He had waited for me. I slowed, trying my level best to tamp down my frustration. ‘I don’t think we should talk now,’ I said. ‘I might need a few days, Warden.’ ‘May I ask why?’ ‘I can think of several reasons.’ ‘I have plenty of time to hear them. Eternity, in fact.’

I actually love him and he is so unintentionally funny

‘I will for ever be known as a flesh-traitor. I may as well embrace a life of sedition.’ ‘How daring of you. What’s next – your coat?’

I love their banter

‘In the Guildhall, you said that you knew that moment could not mean anything.’ His gaze burned against the darkness. ‘What if it could?’

AHHHHHH

‘You can never want too much. That’s how they silence us,’ I said. ‘They told us we were lucky to be in a prison instead of the æther. Lucky to be murdered with nitrogen and not the noose. Lucky to be alive, even if we weren’t free. They told us to stop wanting more than what they gave us, because what they gave us was more than we deserved.’ I picked up my coat. ‘You’re not a prisoner any more, Arcturus.’

‘We’re running low on hope in this citadel.’

‘This is just—’ Eliza pressed her temples. ‘I got the best news of the last few years, the Abbess is a murderer, and my friend is losing her marbles. All of these things can apparently be true in one day.’ ‘She isn’t losing her marbles,’ Nick said under his breath. ‘We trust Paige.’

Eliza actually pisses me off

As I gave up, one last thought in the void – that I could not have condemned myself to a worse fate than this.

‘Madness is a matter of perspective, little dreamer.’

Being with Warden was as easy as breathing – easier, in this moment.

In that moment, I let myself believe he was an oracle. That my future was already set, and all I had to do was chase it.