More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
her nerves sizzling with belayed violence,
Fern
Gallina
hung suspended above the floor, bound in c...
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.
Creepy.
Simile chilling.
A chunk of ice in Viv’s chest melted all at once, and her guts went watery with the runoff.
Simile metaphor extended
The sheer force of her presence rendered it a throne.
lightless waves across her shoulders.
One of Gallina’s daggers was embedded up to the hilt over her right breast, bloodless and disregarded.
the only thing of mine you’ve been brave enough to take is strapped to your back.
Haha
I’ve enjoyed perusing your dreams, as amusingly contradictory as they are.”
Like reading one of Fern’s novels?
Blackblood held the door open for me, and I couldn’t resist peering inside.
watching you wrestle with your concern for the tiny people you fully intend to discard when you’re done here.”
I’m here for my time.
“He is my long ages distilled. His value is what I put into him.
It’s always about time. It’s the only thing that matters, and I am ravenous for it.”
I’ve never been fond of endings.
little thrall,”
the curdled avarice in her voice.
In that instant Satchel’s hands burst from the darkness and seized first her wrist and then her forearm … and pulled.
Cool.
In that blue light, Viv saw her death gathering.
Who’s death?
Varine’s head and neck disappeared into the page.
Viv gaped in astonishment as Varine’s body vanished into her grimoire. The physicality of it made no sense, a distortion that hurt Viv’s eyes,
Fur again, but warm, followed by the silky brush of feathers.
Haha simile nice one
seconds that stretched like minutes,
a horned skull with eyes of blue flame emerged.
Only his rib cage followed.
where’s the rest? Coming soon - very clever.
Satchel clambered onto the chair, and the rest of his body emerged from the bag, snapping into place.
“Well,” he said. “I must admit, I cannot believe that worked.”
Haha. But you trusted her. Good man. Er, … skeleton.
Viv
the shop glowed with the ragged vitality of a survivor.
Nice.
Simile.
Still, Viv had braved the pages and stolen something that wasn’t hers—and kept it—and who knew how events would’ve played out if she hadn’t?
Highlark
Pitts
Maylee,
Their elbows touched while they watched,
She watched the bookshop brim with conversation and warmth and community.
‘The observed of all observers’ ~ Hamlet.
Rackam
Fern
Potroast
Simile haha
“It’s a good book.”
Zee’s I presume.
Haha
Berk
Zelia Greatstrider,
Thirst for Vengeance,
