The Marrow Thieves (Marrow Thieves #1)
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I should have guessed
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I’m not sure what all of this is really about, but that stuff we heard? Miigwans, that’s just too ridiculous to be true.”
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the original schools, the ones that pulled themselves up like wooden monsters
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monsters who stayed there, ingesting our children like sweet berries, one after the other, for over a hundred years.
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stories about men and women who promised themselves to God only and then took whatever they wanted from the children,
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the language
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“But not everyone needs to know that right now. Sometimes, you have to not bring things into the open, put them aside so that people have the hope to put one foot in front of the other.”
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Missing the innocence of an hour ago when my only concern was touching the hand of a girl I thought I might love.
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Isaac was lost to the schools, that Miig was alone and heartbroken.
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Suddenly, I realized that there was something worse than running, worse even than the schools. There was loss.
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the string of bells that we used as an alarm system,
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Nice
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“French, you know what to do.” I jogged to the trees,
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two figures, huddled around an open fire
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I could see the jump of adrenaline in his facial muscles.
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There was a different potential to today,
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the wiindigo people,
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I reverted to the books I loved, those rare and impractical luxuries I’d happened on a few times in my life and hoarded until they fell apart, all pulp and tears.
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trying to piece together their schedule and motives.
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“Well, the strangers are just past those pines. We can’t rightly avoid them, and we have an obligation to see who they are and if they need help.
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Why not? They’re in the WOODS. Question.
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“Ahneen?”
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Hello? Question
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for Miig, I could see why it was doubly important to establish nationhood.
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Travis
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“Lincoln,
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He was less than interested.
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Simile
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I wasn’t sure if he’d picked up on Wab’s reaction to the man.
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Espanola
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I felt foolish, sitting in the warmth with the Elders and the kids. I wanted to be of use too.
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“Tabernacle,
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Yes, we would definitely do so. Us men. We’d be vigilant.
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Miig had told us once about how bats moved.
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He threw his head back, swallowing something small from his cupped palm.
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Haha
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Evening was coloring in the sky from the corners, navy over cerulean.
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Espanola
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I think it might be the last in this region. But she’s still going.”
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Where is Espanola in relation to where they are now?
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they counseled in the language.
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Why hasn’t he asked them / why haven’t they offered to teach him? Question
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You either run or you find other ways to fit in and get by. Ain’t no use in holding on to ways that are dead. It just brings death closer.”
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Haha nice
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He was remembering pain.
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“Me, I’m inclined to stay out in the bush. Cities, they bring nothing but the worst out in people.”
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I am a different man today, out of the damned city.
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Now that I know what people are capable of, why would I ever go back?”
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Nisaye.
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His eyes had become glassy and his lips were too thick for clear speech. He reminded me of Wab that day back at the Four Winds: distorted somehow.
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neechies
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We didn’t know that he was an animal we had yet to imagine could exist.
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That’s a pretty serious - and not realistic - dereliction. Question But it’s crucial to the plot.
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the Morse code my heart was pushing out: terror.
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Simile? Weird