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Because what was a book, if not a portal into another realm, another time, another life even.
“Perfect.” Carrion sounded unfazed by the turn of events. “You scared him unconscious. That’s just… perfect.” “At least he’ll be quiet for a moment.”
It was a pine cone. One of the smallest—and most perfectly formed—I had ever seen. Onyx nudged it with his nose, huffing, then looked up at me expectantly. I stared down at the fox and the pine cone, hand still on the doorknob, not sure what to do. “Is that… for me?” Onyx nudged the little spiked pine cone, butting it with his nose again, until it rolled and hit the toe of my boot. It was for me. A gift.
So sweet! 🥹
“Dreams are just vapor and smoke,” I said. “They mean nothing unless you’re willing to live them.
But the bond that binds you both will be strongest if she places this book into your hands.
“IT’S CALLED BRIMSTONE. It isn’t like our blood, exactly. It is what keeps a fire sprite alive, though,”
You have a right to walk the road that stretches out before you. I will not rob you of your path by insisting I carry you.”
Whenever you need me to catch you, I am here, ready and willing.
You mistake my patience for weakness. For tolerance. But test me further, and you will discover the limit of that patience.”
you’re allowed to soften, Saeris. You’re allowed to stop baring your teeth at the world and take a breath. Because I’ve got you.”
“What the hell have you been up to in here, Swift? Have you stolen all this stuff?” “What? No! How can I have stolen it if it’s all under the same roof? I’ve only relocated it. Totally different.”
Carrion is my favorite.
There were historians among the crowd. Someone would record this moment—the day the satyr community received the Daianthus heir—and when they documented the first thing their Forgotten King had said to them, it would be this: I really like your horns.
This made me crack up!!
