The Rycke Quotes

“I liked the thought of giving my life, my memories, to the next rycke, because Gage would live on in them forever. He would be a balm, a reprieve from all the darkness. A sweet, delicate bloom that stayed rooted deep in the earth in the eye of a swirling storm of death and rage. I would make sure of it—I would make sure that my memories of him were never lost. I would make them the brightest spot in my mind.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“He would be a balm, a reprieve from all the darkness. A sweet, delicate bloom that stayed rooted deep in the earth in the eye of a swirling storm of death and rage. I would make sure of it—I would make sure that my memories of him were never lost. I would make them the brightest spot in my mind.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I wasn’t jealous of a chicken. No way.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“Self-preservation made us harsh and unfeeling.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I just walked around until I got the sudden urge to flee in terror, which meant he was nearby.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I’m not… the one you should be apologising to.” Not that he even could apologise to the ones who deserved it. They were all dead.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I saw him literally scrape the eviscerated remains of the raider off his palm onto a bent sheet of metal.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I didn’t ask if it was the wings and bird feet that made them like him, in case he found it offensive.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“One’s face broke into a huge, beautiful grin, and I knew that was it. I was utterly smitten. Totally, one hundred percent gone for this strange, winged monster with creepy black eyes and ghostly, green-tinged skin. “Aury,” he said.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I fell asleep far too quickly, one hand stretched out on the bed toward the monster reading to me in his soft, sweet voice.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“liked the thought of giving my life, my memories, to the next rycke, because Gage would live on in them forever.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I do feel… It feels different here,” he admitted, voice soft. “Safer. Like I…” He trailed off, but I could tell what he’d been about to say.

“Like you belong.” I leaned forward to kiss him. “Because you do.” He belonged with me.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“I probably came across as cold, but I couldn’t help it. My job involved being a shadow. Being invisible. Socialising wasn’t something I had to do very often, I was shit at it.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“Nothing distracted you from heartache quite like detailed descriptions of what it was like to die from typhoid in nineteenth century poverty.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke

“One admitted eventually, his voice soft. “I heard your voice and it… cut through everything else—through all the noise in my head. It sounded… important.” Jesus. My eyes threatened to water as I stared at him. No one had ever said anything like that to me before. Like I… mattered so much. Like my very presence affected them in such a way.”
― Lily Mayne, The Rycke