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men can love a forbidden thing, generally speaking, and in most cases knowledge is precisely that; lost knowledge even more so. Tired
was an old wound by now. No longer fatal. More like picking at a scab.
“It’s not my fault the subject of Fowler’s inadequacy is evergreen,”
or how he often got swallowed up inside his own head, lost to the intangible spaces of thought and subconsciousness, unable to find his way back.
It was stale and uncannily duplicitous, like finding vacancy beneath a mask.
If
Parisa hadn’t already been aware how little men cared for evidence of female frustration, she might have grimaced. His indifference was deeply unhelpful.
but the best part about snakes was how little they could be bothered to do anything unless someone was blocking their sun.
“Because the problem with knowledge, Miss Rhodes, is its inexhaustible craving. The more of it you have, the less you feel you know,” said Atlas. “Thus, men often go mad in search of it.”
what couldn’t be used couldn’t be misused,
what?” Dalton drew back, fumbling with his trousers. “You’re not supposed
Depending on how you viewed it, Persephone had either been stolen or she had run from Demeter to avoid being used.
“Most women are less in love with the partners they choose than they are simply desperate for their approval, starving for their devotion,” she
