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the priest being a predator and engaging with minors i shouldve seen this coming from a mile

Many declared it a miracle—Ezra’s first.


Not the first time a woman's doing has been credited to a man

She thought of the muzzled girl, chained to the market stocks. She thought of jeering crowds and flaming pyres. She thought of Leah lying prone on the altar, blood pooling, a blade at her brow. She thought of young girls married off to men old enough to be their grandfathers. She thought of starved beggars from the Outskirts squatting by the roadside with their coin cups. She thought of theProphet’s gaze and the way

We have broken ourselves to be together. The fragments of me fit with the fragments of you, and our remnants have become greater than the sum of who we used to be.
—FROM THE LETTERS OF DANIEL WARD


I want to be THIS in love

I tried to love him, and I tried to put you from my mind. But it isn’t an easy thing to turn your back on a home, and that’s what I found in you.
—FROM THE LETTERS OF MIRIAM MOORE

They were so in love I'm sick

Mother is suffering from her . . . bruising affliction yet again. I was looking for a way to ease her pain, but I’m beginning to think I won’t find a cure behind these walls.”
The Prophet flinched at the veiled threat, his composure failing him for a moment.

The bruising affliction is italicized i love ezra

Mother is suffering from her . . . bruising affliction yet again.

The bruising affliction is italicized i love ezra

She threw her arms out as they approached, her parched lips
parted, eyes wild. “Water for the baby, please. Spare us a drop to
drink.”

what religion lets a baby go thirsty thats no religion

Blood. Blight. Darkness. Slaughter

BLOOD

Blood,” she whispered, and with those words, a kind of dreadful
déjà vu settled over her, so powerful it seemed to tear her soul from
her body. It took her a moment to come back to herself.

blood begets blood

The next apostle held his witch high above his head, so her
nightgown lashed and fluttered on the wind. When her skirt flapped
up, exposing what would be her modesty, a few of the bolder men
jeered. “Harlot! Whore!”

I first saw you by the riverside. There was sun on
your cheeks and wind in your curls, and you sat with
your feet in the water, smiling at me. I don’t think I’d
felt real fear until that moment, but Father as my
witness, I feared you

and the plot thickens? why would daniel say that to miriam

And they weren’t just any women. They were the Lovers, Jael and Mercy, witches and servants of the Dark Mother who’d died in the fires of the Holy War, purged on account of their
sin and lechery.

OMG

Isn’t it strange how reading a book is a sin, but
locking a girl in the stocks and leaving her to the dogs is another day
of the Good Father’s work?”

As a matter of fact, reading was one of the few things she felt she was truly good at, one of the few things she prided herself on


Me

As for the girls like Immanuelle—the ones from the Outskirts, with dark skin and raven-black curls, cheekbones as keen as cut stone—well, the Scriptures never mentioned them at all. There were no statues or paintings rendered in their likeness, no poems or stories penned in their honor. They went unmentioned, unseen.

Pyotr had taken her to bed half-crazed with desire, and kissed her until defiance turned to passion;

ew

Whenever he used slang to fit in, such as “cowabunga” or “get jiggy with it,” the kids would laugh, google the words, and tell him those expressions went out several decades ago. How to become groovy in the West?

“I thought a funny book about the life of an ordinary Muslim woman would help the world see us as regular people, just people who may have stricter parents. If female Muslims exist in literature, it’s usually as a victim of Muslim men, who are portrayed as being brutal and violent.”

Jameela bristled at Courtney for trivializing her personal stories of assimilation

did i say i hate courtney

I just started but I hate yt women

Jameela let me take over the yearbook so I could use it on my résumé. And it worked! I became the editor in chief of Dazzle. Launched my literary career. Under my leadership, we now have more subscribers than Cosmo.”

whenever we encounter public figures, we’re often only getting one short scene—an Instagram picture, a fifteen-second video, a clickbait headline—and judging it. The scene ends, and the ensuing public commentary becomes the play.

enjoying this very much so far

I just know Bella is dying because she's so fucking stupid

‘Now tell me you don’t fucking remember!’
‘I’m sorry, okay?’ His voice was high, urgent. ‘It was wrong, what I did.
Yes? I’m sorry. I was just a boy.’
How many times had men got away with things under the label of being
just a boy?

Bella hollered to Ana, who was making her way inside the taverna. She
was wearing her new jade dress, paired with a simple black headscarf
knotted in a funky side bow. Lexi watched her turn, waving vaguely in
Bella’s direction, calling, ‘Off to the loo!’

Ana knows Ed. Maybe her abusive past has something to with Ed. She seeked out Eleanor AND Lexi. What if she's getting close to Lexi to warn her

Bella swung the camera around. ‘There’s Robyn. Robyn is very
sunburned, aren’t you, Robyn?’

Bella's such a cunt I am surprised she isn't dead yet

ok so we all agree ed is a cunt

‘No, what you want is for Lexi to be single. You’re scared that she’ll love
someone else more than she loves you.’
‘Ow,’ Bella said. ‘Easy there with the truth bullets.’

the secrets start spilling