Kindle Notes & Highlights
deep in the undeserved rest of the clean-living innocent.
he’s not imaginary. He’s just not real.
Ricky studied her with the intensity of a naturalist who had found himself beside a rare and possibly rabid creature and wasn’t sure what to do next.
it's like they just keep one-upping each other on a dare that they don't even know what it is
Fairwood still peaceful and protective in the early morning light.
The trapdoor to the coal cellar was open – Carrie felt its muted malevolence at the threshold to the utility room, that dark part of Fairwood’s soul that needed soothing or catharsis.
“The cellar? It’s where one of the Sauvants liked to call up things from Beyond. Nasty, ain’t she? Bitter. You can feel it, can’t you?”
It stank of week-old meat and old leather.
face to face with a broken nightmare. Strapped to a wheel behind the door (how did he get it down here?) was a creature staring at her through Phil’s eyes. She couldn’t focus on the details at first – it was a composite sketch, mismatched and grotesque, yes, but whimsical – the kind of thing a horror-fascinated child might put together in a ‘make your own Halloween monster’ picture book of sliding tabs. It towered above her, the deer-skull head one antler short and lolling, bloated leather body cracked with age and worn smooth in patches as broad as Ricky’s forearms. Several animal skins
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“You made him?” she asked, wondering why she wasn’t scared.
Carrie figured it out at the same time Fairwood did. The coal cellar, woken by the light, was unimpressed. (...He’s made a toy out of you.) Carrie shoved him off, and Ricky stumbled back, shocked. “I never!” He protested, more to Fairwood than to her. (...Wrapped himself around us, trying to take us over.)
Fairwood’s darkest room found an outlet for its anger. The crypt beyond the thick walls sang out hymns of forgiveness and patience in vain. Carrie couldn’t hear it.
“You’re a maggot in my belly, Richard Edwin Porter.”
Bound to be teething troubles, right?
“You understand why we’re pissed off, don’t you?”
i don't think he does
he's never had a friend before or people who cared about him
he's doing the best as he knows how
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