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Who, she wondered, did Ronan Lynch pray to now?
All three dreamers threw themselves into a dream.
“I don’t know what the Lace told you about me,” Ronan replied, “but not all of it was true.”
Something he had not prevented before. Ronan knew it was just to distract him. But it worked.
Oh god
He was Greywaren, and he belonged in both worlds.
Adam had recently realized Ronan was a weakness to his ambition, since it was harder to work with two moving pieces rather than one, but he couldn’t talk himself out of it.
He was in love with Ronan, and he was in love with this lonesome green valley, and although he could not work out how either dovetailed with his addiction to the future, for the summer, he put his reservations away.
Oh my god
He just lived in the moment with Ronan instead.
Adam could not stay at the Barns forever. Ronan could not leave the Barns forever.
Ohhhhh my god
He intended for this forest to tell him how to exist in the future as a dreamer. He intended for this forest to be able to survive without him. He intended for this forest to want him.
(It was about Adam, of course.)
Neither Ronan nor Adam had been trained in the difficult and nuanced art of having a future. They had only ever learned the art of surviving the past.
“Shit’s about to get real touching and I worked too hard to not get the satisfaction of seeing it go down.”
Slowly, Ronan Lynch sputtered to movement, trying to sit up even before his body was fully willing, scrambling, his voice disbelieving: “Adam?” Adam, who had been sitting quietly all this time beside Ronan, grinned weakly as Ronan seized him around the neck in a crushing, desperate hug.
Adam, who had been sitting quietly all this time beside Ronan, grinned weakly as Ronan seized him around the neck in a crushing, desperate
Im gonna throw up
hug.
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The first thing he thinks of is Adam
Ronan’s face was pressed into Adam’s neck. To see how Adam’s face just wore a raw relief, a peace, as he held on to Ronan, his eyes open and gazing up into the blue sky. To see Ronan finally say something into his ear and Adam close his eyes and sigh.
“When I look at moments like this, two men in love, reunited against all odds, their feelings so pure, their commitment so deep that they’ll literally cross space-time for each other, all I can really think is: I can’t believe how these two blokes will owe Jordan Hennessy for the rest of their fucking lives.”
I fucking love this woman
Declan Lynch had become such a liar.
“Tell them to leave my family alone,” Ronan told Mór. “Or I’ll deliver the next one in person.”
On the seventh day, the Lynch brothers discovered they were friends once more.
OH MY GOD
Both of them were very excited to talk about what they had studied to anyone who would listen, but no one except for each other was very excited to hear about it.
Fucking Blusey me too babe
“You want one of these?” Gansey asked. He gestured with his chin to indicate it. The all of it. The wedding. “Yeah,” said Ronan. “I think so.” “Well, that’s a relief,” Gansey said. “How do you figure?”
Oh my god
“I asked Adam and he said the same thing.”
OH MY GOD
“It occurred to Blue and me the other day that being a teenager really sucked.”
Without taking his
eyes off the sky, Ronan reached out his hand to Adam to offer him something. It was a ring. Without taking his eyes off the sky, Adam took it and put it on.
OH MY FUCKING GOD
