Keeper Of The Lost Cities Quotes

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“Scattered, disconnected pieces of thoughts broadcast straight into Sophie’s brain- like being in a room with hundreds of TV’s blaring different shows at the same time. They sliced into her consciousness, leaving sharp pains in their wake.

She was a freak.”
Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

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“It’s been her secret-her burden-since she fell and hit her head when she was five years old. She’d tried blocking the noise. Tried ignoring it. Nothing helped. And she could never tell anyone. They wouldn’t understand.”
Shannon Messenger, Keeper of the Lost Cities

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“No more notes.

No more clues.

She’d followed them to this point, and now it came down to her.

She wasn’t the Black Swan’s puppet anymore.

She was broken.

All she had left was trust.”
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“Keefe snorted. “Only Foster has a physician on standby.”
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“Sophie’s gasp echoed off the circle of trees, and she blinked to make sure her eyes were working.

A few feet in front of her stood a shimmering pale horse with outstretched feathered wings. It wasn’t a pegasus—she knew from the books she’d studied at Havenfield that those were smaller and huskier, with deep blue spots and midnight blue manes. This horse had wavy silver hair that trailed up its neck and parted around a horn of swirled white and silver that jutted from its forehead like a unicorn. But the unicorns she’d seen didn’t have wings.

“What are you?” Sophie whispered as she stared into the horse’s deep brown eyes. Usually she thought brown eyes were flat and boring—especially her own—but these had glinting flecks of gold, and gazed back at her so intently she couldn’t look away.”
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“Before she could change her mind, she placed one hand on the alicorn’s cheek and used the other to grab the pendant hanging from a long chain around her neck. She held the crystal up, and light hit the single facet cut into the stone, refracting toward the ground.

“Sophie, don’t you—” Grady started to say, but he was too late.

She stepped into the light, letting the warmth swell under her skin like thousands of tickling feathers as the simmering rush swept her and the alicorn away.”
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“Vika snatched Sophie’s wrist with a mud-streaked hand. “You wretched girl! Call her down right now.”

“Why do you need my help? Aren’t you the expert?”

Keefe snickered. “Ooh, good one, Foster!”
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“Ew,” Dex complained, plugging his nose. “Who knew sparkly horses had such bad breath?”

“It’s nothing on Iggy breath,” Sophie reminded him. Her pet imp might only be a palm-size furball, but every time he opened his mouth it was like standing near a mountain of rotting eggs and dirty diapers.”
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“And you get to bathe the verminion for the next month,” Grady added.

Sophie groaned. She swore the giant mutant-hamster-thing had been plotting to destroy her since she’d helped trap it when it arrived at Havenfield. “That’s just mean.”

“No, that’s awesome,” Dex corrected.

“Glad you think so, Dex,” Grady told him, “ ’Cause you get to help her.”

“Hey—I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“I never said you did. But do you really think Sophie will let you just stand there and watch her work?”
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“But something about the way Grady was smiling at them made Sophie’s cheeks feel hot. Dex must’ve noticed it too, because his face was bright red as he mumbled some excuse about his parents worrying if he wasn’t home soon, and quickly leaped out of there”
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“She’d hoped to close her eyes and dream of sparkly winged horses flying through a bright blue sky. Instead, black-cloaked figures haunted her mind, snatching her from the shadows
and dragging her away in a drugged haze. Sharp bonds sliced her wrists and ankles as someone shouted questions she didn’t know the answers to. Then fiery hands seared her skin and ghostly whispers swirled through the blackness.

They would find her.

She would never escape them again
.”
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“She wasn't the same girl she'd been the year before, who though failing out of Foxfire would be the end of the world. Now she'd been kidnapped, presumed dead, banished from the Lost Cities, and helped stop a plague from killing off the entire gnomish species. She'd even snuck into the ogres' capital and helped destroy half the city--which happened to be why the Council was struggling to negotiated a new elvin-ogre treaty.”
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“Stina laughed her high, wheezy snicker. “Last I checked, empathy wasn’t an ability your
creators gave you.”

“Last I checked, you hadn’t manifested any abilities at all,” Sophie spit through gritted teeth.”
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“Biana and Fitz stared in wonder at Silveny.

Keefe grinned at Sophie. “Yeah, Foster’s always doing crazy things no one can understand. It’s how she keeps her sense of mystery.”
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“Alden turned to Grady. “I’m sorry to be late. I’d hoped to get here before the Hekses arrived. But Fitz, Keefe, and Biana insisted on seeing the long-lost alicorn, and someone needed time to fix their hair.”

“Hey, a guy’s gotta look his best for the ladies.” Keefe patted the back of his head. “Right, Foster?”

Sophie ignored him—though she could feel her cheeks blushing.”
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“Boy, are you in trouble,” Dex said as he caught up with Sophie. “You’ll be lucky if Grady and Edaline let you out of the house before you turn two hundred and fifty.”

“Not helping, Dex.”
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“Vika glared at him for a second, then shoved Sophie back, sending her tumbling into Fitz’s arms.

“You okay?” he asked, flashing his movie-star-worthy smile as he steadied her.

She was fairly certain her face was on fire as she pulled away and mumbled, “Yeah. Thanks.”
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“y—what did I tell you two about secret Telepath conversations?” Keefe asked as he shoved his way between them. “Unless you’re talking about
me
, keep it out loud.”

Fitz laughed. “Keefe just wishes he could swap secret messages with you.”

“Please, I don’t need your little mind tricks. I can feel Foster’s secrets”—he fanned the air around her—“and I feel some pretty
intense emotions right now.”

“Probably because I’m wondering if I should strangle you or beat you with my shoe!”

“The shoe would be funnier,” Fitz jumped in”
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“Keefe groaned. “What is it with girls and sparkles?”

“Sparkles make everything better,” Biana informed him, and Sophie had to agree.”
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“Aw, aren’t you guys cute?” Stina sneered. “Better watch out, Biana. It’s only a matter of time before she drags your whole family down to her level.”

“That’s still way higher than your family,” Sophie snapped back.”
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“You look scared,” Dex told Stina as she watched Sandor melt back into the shadows. “Did you pee your pants?”

“I don’t talk to trash.”
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“Sophie moved to his side. “Hey,” she said, nudging him until he looked at her. “Think you can help me master these dance moves before the Ceremonies next week?”

A small grin spread across his lips. “I don’t know. I can’t exactly work miracles.”

“Hey, I’m not that bad.”

He grabbed her hands as she tried to shove him, and his face turned serious. “You’re not bad at all. You’re awesome.”

He blushed after he said it, and Sophie dropped her eyes to the ground.”
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“Bout time you got here,” Keefe called as they crested a hill and entered a grassy meadow peppered with tiny blue flowers. “I was getting tired of stomping Fitz to a pulp in bramble.”

“Only because you cheat!” Fitz shouted, tossing a red tri-pointed ball at Keefe.

Keefe caught it and whipped it back so fast Fitz had to dive to avoid being smacked in the face. Then the strange ball curved back like a boomerang and Keefe caught it one-handed. “Only losers play fair. Which is why I call Foster for my team today.”

“Hey—why do you get her?” Fitz asked,”
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“How about we play without special abilities?” she suggested. “That’ll make it fair for everyone.”

Fitz shrugged. “I’m up for the challenge if you are.”

“Lame. I vote for The Unstoppable Team Keefe! Or Team Foster-Keefe if you’re one of those egomaniacs who needs your name in there. I can share some credit.”
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“Craaaaaaaaaack!

Before she could even scream, Fitz shouted, “I got her!” and two arms wrapped around her waist. The momentum from his jump pushed them sideways and somehow he managed to flip them before they crashed, sending them tumbling across the soft grass.”
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“You’re bleeding,” Fitz interrupted, lifting Sophie’s hand and examining her palm. Thin streams of red dripped down her skin. “These look bad, Sophie. You should get them treated.”

“I’m fine,” she said, trying not to think about the blood, or the fact that Fitz was technically holding her hand, since both things made her head spin way too fast. “Really. It’s not a big deal. We don’t need to call Elwin.”
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“You’re being dumb,” Sophie told him. “Technopathy is cool.”

“Easy for you to say. It’s not fair you get to be a Telepath and an Inflictor.”
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“I hope you don’t mind having Fitz in there with you.”

“No, I like Fitz—I mean, I don’t like him—we’re friends, not anything . . . It’s fine,” she finished, feeling her face burn.”
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“Ooh, you’re Sophie?” the girl—who Sophie assumed was Bex—asked. “My brother talks about you all the time.”

“No I don’t—and get back here, Lex!” Dex grabbed one of the boys by his furry collar and jerked him back to his side.

“Yes he does,” the other boy—who had to be Rex—corrected, flashing a huge grin with a big black space where one of his front teeth was missing. “He liiiiiiiiiiiiikes you.”

“I do not!”

“Yes you do!”

Sophie stared at her furry feet as all three kids made kissing noises and Dex threatened to destroy everything they owned and dragged them away.”
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“Hey,” Keefe said, stepping closer. “Don’t worry, okay? Am I ever wrong?”

“Yes.”

“That hurts, Foster. And I’m right about this. Elwin will fix everything, I promise.”
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