The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 8

by Beth Brower

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“I might not be at Stonecrop for as long as I’d planned.”

I'm sorry Pierce but i want her to fall in love with Islington at Stonecrop, so good riddance good man. I still love you tho

Pierce had fallen on his sword.

Pierce im sorry for what i said before

I do not know if they two exchanged a glance but when Parian showed Pierce into the drawing room, it was as if it didn’t happen on the daily. Parian is becoming something of a chum.

here for this

“I did not intend to say that.” “So I’ve guessed by the expression of blind panic on your face.”

lol

Pierce replied, taking a flask from his jacket pocket and splashing a swallow into his tea.

somone seriously needs AA

It was almost unbearable, Pierce quoting Shakespeare. The joyful tang of an unexpected pairing. My new aim in life is to do everything possible to ensure it happens again.

Besides, I’m in preparation for the midsummer games which means I can’t speak to Hawkes for the seven days of purification. There was an agreement made.”

First and foremost, I must record that Professor Fletcher entered looking—through no fault of his own—like a refreshed specimen of Ideal Man.

“Solitude of the deepest kind,” Islington shrugged. “Independence of soul not simply of choice, a natural line of beauty, serendipity.”

listening to the sermon while silently thumbing through his Bible. The pages are well-broken, like a team of thoroughbred horses.

“I’ve long developed a habit of not growing accustomed to people, Emma Lion, but I have found the last few days ill-fitting without you.”

😭

“Are you trying to behave like you’re far more proper than you are because of my sister, Lion, or will you join?”

Islington and Hawkes fell into quiet step behind us—the sort of solidarity where nothing is asked but everything is given.

Islington, Hawkes, and I had a single task ahead, that of holding Pierce up.

“How much does he drink when he is with you at Lapis Lazuli?” “Are you angry with him?” “I am worried.” “Worried for Pierce?” Islington picked up the pen on his desk with his right hand, tapping it absently. “Pierce,”—tap, tap, tap—“for one.” When he looked back at me, I understood it was I who remained the unspoken second.

reason 8492 why i love Henry

“And.” “I won’t leave him behind.” “And.” “We will not be forgotten. The four of us. We are not so easily disbanded.” I blinked again. “And.” “As of this moment, we are friendship-bound. No matter what winds blow, the fact that this has happened is immutable. Everything in the future may change, but our present claims something stronger than change.” “What is that?” “Truth. We are a truth. You, Pierce, Islington, and myself.”

😭 the way these friends love each other 😭

“If Hannah and Becca were here, she could walk through the door of our friendship and hold down the last corner.” The conversation stilled. Until, “Do you mean that?” “Utterly and completely.”

YOUR HONOR I LOVE HIM

Maggie Devereux, at sixteen years of age, paid two sailors to kidnap, tie up, and place in a rowboat one Mr. Revel, wealthy American businessman ten years her senior! I. KNOW. NOT. WHAT. TO. SAY. My entire life of misadventures feels like a pale sham of conglomerate effort.

i am not using my free will to its fullest, i fear

As if Maggie took the whole of delight on offer to everyone and used it all for her own gain. No room for the enjoyments of others.

i really did want to like her

Shall we dance, Lion? Or would you rather join the men in the library for gambling.” “Need you ask? Gambling!” Upon which I discovered he hadn’t been serious.