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Drowned Country (The Greenhollow Duology, #2) Drowned Country by Emily Tesh
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“He had glimpsed eternity in the drowned forest, and it had opened something up inside him which could not bear to be any smaller than he already was. And by God, it would be a terrible smallness, a terrible selfishness, to force upon another man a fate he could not bear himself.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“It may not treat you kindly; it is the Wood. It may not keep you safe; it is the Wood. It will not last forever, but it will last long enough; and the trees grow, and the seasons change, and the wild things come and go, as do the monsters.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“I really should apologise,” she said, and still didn’t.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“Silver did not flinch away from her. She was a powerful and dangerous and strange creature, one of the mysteries of the Hallow Wood, unique even among her tree-sisters, but she did not frighten him. Nothing very much frightened him. Was he not the Lord of the Wood, nearer demigod than mortal man, master of time and seasons, beasts and birds, earth and sky?

"You mother is here," said Bramble.

Silver froze.

After a long silence he managed, "Make her go away.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“There had to be something he could say that was both I loved you, I love you, doesn't that damned well matter? and also So what if I lied, so what if I was selfish—what is love if not selfish—so what if I needed you—I still need you—and really, really Mr. Finch, shouldn't you be the one who's sorry? Aren't you the one who left me?
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“An expedition to Fairyland, Silver told himself; an opportunity, a delight. Something mad and wonderful to do, because the world was not devoid of marvels after all.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country
“His mind conjured, almost without his wishing it, a picture of Tobias Finch at the seaside; Tobias Finch emerging demurely from a bathing-machine, perhaps in striped flannel, or perhaps not—dear God.”
Emily Tesh, Drowned Country