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Stop thinking about Matthew for a second and think.”
Niall and Ronan’s skill hadn’t been threatening because it had been limited both by ability and by scope—they wanted to live in the world as it was. But someone with absolute power and no checks or balances, Declan thought, someone with ambition …
Ronan’s sin was immediacy, not villainy.
Actual closeness and truth had been reserved for only one person, and Declan’s relationship to that person was the only reason he was being given even this much of a look at Adam’s concerns.
hair golden as Matthew’s or Bryde’s,
Hm. Bryde is uncle
“Little things like this are best as secrets. It’s very important to remember that.”
“For how long?” She kissed the top of his head. “Forever.” Forever?
It reminded him of the Barns, and he did not want to destroy it.
“He’s tall and bald! He has the sword!”
Ronan searched inside himself for the same jealousy he’d first felt over Rhiannon, but that wasn’t what he felt at all.
his unconscious remembering both Matthew and Opal.
It felt like ages since these small comforts.
What did I do? What did I fuck up?”
I know this feeling so well
“I don’t, either,” Bryde said. “Why does Adam keep trying to find you in the dreams these past few days?”
WHAT
“And why,” Bryde went on, “are you keeping him out?”
WHAT ?????
I’m not going to be the one who gets him kicked out of Harvard.”
It is me—it is me I am angry with.”
He knows hes bringing forth the end of the world an he is guily
Then it will be a different game entirely.”
A hero. It was an unfamiliar concept. Ronan had been the villain for so long, if he had been anything. The one in trouble, the one written up on the slip, the one being chased, the one being accused. And before that he had been the young dreamer. Secret. Forever. Now he was a hero to a family of young dreamers who would never have to feel alone.
“What’s important to you?” Declan asked. “I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important.”
It was complicated to be a hero.
Youre not a hero youre a terrorist
Everyone still acted like he was just a pet.
He wasn’t being prepared for a future. He was being tended and loved and managed. The thing about this life of Declan’s, Matthew thought, the thing about it, was that Matthew was just a thing in it.
“Why do I need to be watched at all?” “Because you climbed a crane, mate.”
“Are you giving rebellion a go? Is this about your brothers lying to you?”
Matthew asked, “Why does he treat you like you’re real?”
For the first time since he’d found out he was a dream, he felt like himself again.
They’d been the only ones who were important.
What if Jordan stopped loving her? What if she’d never loved her, only needed her? What if Hennessy had lost the only real thing in her life by running off to chase dreams with Bryde and Ronan Lynch? What was she doing here?
Hennessy was so tired of being alone. She was so tired.
Which one of them hadn’t trusted her?
“Correlation is not causation, Ronan Lynch,”
“Call your brother,” he told Ronan. “Tell him we can see them for a few hours.”
in his singsong soothing patter,
Thats where Matthew got if
Her first original.
“By the time we’re married,” Declan said eventually, “I want you to have applied for a different studio in this place because this man’s paintings are very ugly.” Her pulse gently skipped two beats before continuing on as before. “I don’t have a social security number of my own, Pozzi.” “I’ll buy you one,” Declan said. “You can wear it in place of a ring.”
looked like the patterns her mother’s lamps had thrown across her studio wall.
She didn’t know why that would be better than anything else, but she knew with certainty in this moment, that was the goal.
Ronan, his family, his brother. Older, stranger, but still obviously Ronan.
Bryde owned his brother completely.
Ronan’s a follower. He’s always needed a hero to follow.
“We all finally found each other.”
Casually bringing Ronan in for them. Knowing Ronan always came when called.
was also clear they had crushes on each other.
It wasn’t exactly that she wanted to die. She just didn’t want to live with herself.
God
It was the sort of day it had been when Ronan had last visited Adam at Harvard.
It was the sort of day that Ronan would have used to repair fences and siding if he had been back at the Barns.
Ronan put his hands onto the ground to feel the ley line, but that made him think too much about how Adam sometimes did that when he was scrying.
Declan hadn’t been so worried about Ronan’s ability when Ronan was hidden safely away until needed.
There are towns beneath that lake,
