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《"She doesn't mind being alone."He glanced at her, wanting badly to know what made her say so. What had Claire's life been in their years apart to give her that knowledge? It was so; Claire knew the flavor of solitude. It was cold as spring water, and not all could drink it; for some it was not refreshment, but mortal chill. But she had lived daily with a husband; how had she drunk deep enough of loneliness to know?》
— Mar 29, 2020 02:41PM
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《For a moment, I had a vision of the MacKenzie clan badge –a 'burning mountain'– and realized suddenly what it was. Not a volcano, as I had thought. No, it was the image of a Gathering like this one, the fires of families burning in the dark, a signal to all that the clan was present –and together. And for the first time, I understood the motto that went with the image: Luceo non uro; I shine, not burn.》
— May 20, 2020 04:07PM
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《It was Frank's favourite quotation, one he always used to soothe Brianna or me when we worried over things: Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
The air in the room was live; a light breeze stirred the curtains, and coolness touched my cheek.
"Do you know?" I whispered, soundless. "Do you know she has a son?"
There was no answer, but peace came gradually over me in the quiet of the night...》
— May 16, 2020 03:03AM
The air in the room was live; a light breeze stirred the curtains, and coolness touched my cheek.
"Do you know?" I whispered, soundless. "Do you know she has a son?"
There was no answer, but peace came gradually over me in the quiet of the night...》
Val Arthur
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《Two miracles I had been given, carried beneath my heart, born of my body, held in my arms, separated from me and part of me forever. I knew much too well that neither death nor time nor distance ever altered such a bond –because I had been altered by it, once and forever changed by that mysterious connection.》
— Apr 13, 2020 05:15PM
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《His mother had died long ago [...] he had mostly replaced his presence with static pictures, frozen images in his mind. But she had said "Phew!" to him when he came in mucky, and wrinkled up her long nose in just that way –it had come back with a flash when he saw Brianna do it.
What a mystery blood was –how did a tiny gesture, a tone of voice, endure through generations like the harder verities of life?》
— Apr 05, 2020 05:12PM
What a mystery blood was –how did a tiny gesture, a tone of voice, endure through generations like the harder verities of life?》
Val Arthur
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《...and then a deep, painful red washed up his throat and into his face, sudden as a brushfire, matching her own vivid colour.
She felt a deep flash of joy at the sight, a rush through her midsection that echoed that blaze of blood, recognition of their fair-skinned kinship. Did it trouble him to blush so strongly? [...] Had he schooled his face to immobility, as she had learned to do, to mask that telltale surge?》
— Mar 26, 2020 02:00AM
She felt a deep flash of joy at the sight, a rush through her midsection that echoed that blaze of blood, recognition of their fair-skinned kinship. Did it trouble him to blush so strongly? [...] Had he schooled his face to immobility, as she had learned to do, to mask that telltale surge?》
Val Arthur
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《Yeah, he'd been lonely. Knew bloody well what it felt like to have no one in the world who belonged to you, or you to them. But surely that was one reason why they had reached out to each other –he and Brianna.
[...] It was a leap of faith –to throw one's heart across a gulf, and trust another to catch it. His own was still in flight across the void, with no certainty of landing. But still in flight.》
— Feb 25, 2020 01:17AM
[...] It was a leap of faith –to throw one's heart across a gulf, and trust another to catch it. His own was still in flight across the void, with no certainty of landing. But still in flight.》
Val Arthur
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《Two hundred years from now, she had –I will? she thought wildly–stood in front of this portrait in the National Portrait Gallery, furiously denying the truth that it showed.
Ellen MacKenzie looked out at her now as she had then [...] It wasn't a mirror image, by any means; Ellen's forehead was high, narrower than Brianna's [...] but the resemblance was there, and pronounced enough to be startling.》
— Feb 19, 2020 06:58AM
Ellen MacKenzie looked out at her now as she had then [...] It wasn't a mirror image, by any means; Ellen's forehead was high, narrower than Brianna's [...] but the resemblance was there, and pronounced enough to be startling.》
Val Arthur
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《" 'Whither thou goest,' " I said, " 'I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried.' " Be it Scottish hill or southern forest. "You do what you have to; I'll be there." 》
— Jan 17, 2020 12:25PM
Val Arthur
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«They were my tools, my channel of touch, mingling the delicacy and strength by which I healed. They had a certain beauty [...] the beauty of strength and competence.
It was the same hand now [...] yet it lay in a hand so much larger and rougher that it seemed small, and fragile by comparison. [...] I felt at once horribly vulnerable and yet completely safe. But then –I had always felt that way with Jamie Fraser.»
— Jan 05, 2020 08:34PM
It was the same hand now [...] yet it lay in a hand so much larger and rougher that it seemed small, and fragile by comparison. [...] I felt at once horribly vulnerable and yet completely safe. But then –I had always felt that way with Jamie Fraser.»
Val Arthur
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«Might there be common ground for them, a historian and an engineer? He facing backwards to the mysteries of the past, she to the future and its dazzling gleam?
Then the room relaxed in cheers and babbling, and she turned in his arms to kiss him hard and cling to him, and he thought perhaps it didn't matter that they faced in opposite directions –so long as they faced each other.»
— Dec 30, 2019 08:25AM
Then the room relaxed in cheers and babbling, and she turned in his arms to kiss him hard and cling to him, and he thought perhaps it didn't matter that they faced in opposite directions –so long as they faced each other.»
