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“All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.”
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“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams
play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?”
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memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams
play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?”
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“Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.”
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“I can’t help but ask, “Do you know where you are?”
She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?”
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She turns to me with a foreboding glare. “Do you?”
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“There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach
in a hangman’s noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives, there! in the
darkness of the grave, how it frightens me beyond all things.”
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in a hangman’s noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives, there! in the
darkness of the grave, how it frightens me beyond all things.”
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“Did Bach ever eat
pancakes at midnight?”
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pancakes at midnight?”
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“History doesn’t start with a tall building
and a card with your name written on it, but jokes do. I think someone is taking
us for suckers and is playing a mean game.”
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and a card with your name written on it, but jokes do. I think someone is taking
us for suckers and is playing a mean game.”
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“I steal one glance over my shoulder as soon as we are far from the foreboding luminance of the neon glow, and it is there that my stomach leaps into my throat. Squatting just shy of the light and partially concealed by the shade of an alley is a sinister silhouette beneath a crimson cowl, beaming a demonic smile which spans from cheek to swollen cheek.”
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“She leaves my side and heads deeper into
the apartment singing, “—if the spirit tries to hide, its temple far away… a
copper for those they ask, a diamond for those who stay.”
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the apartment singing, “—if the spirit tries to hide, its temple far away… a
copper for those they ask, a diamond for those who stay.”
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“I rouse Emily to our guests, as she finishes off our fifteenth snowman by setting the head atop its torso. She stands limp at my direction, pointing out the coming shadows and I cannot help but hear a muffled sigh as she decapitates her latest creation with a single push of her hand.”
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“That’s a stupid name! Whirly-gig is much better, I think. Who in their right
mind would point at this thing and say, ‘I’m going to fly in my Model-A1’.
People would much rather say, ‘Get in my whirly-gig’. And that’s what you
should name it.”
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mind would point at this thing and say, ‘I’m going to fly in my Model-A1’.
People would much rather say, ‘Get in my whirly-gig’. And that’s what you
should name it.”
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“Cry no tears for us, my friend.” I pry at her fingers, panicking to be released in fear that she may drag me into death with her. She croaks again, “Lend no aches to the dreams of yesterday.”
From the corpse of Warren, his greyish gums smack from whatever goo has settled in his mouth, “Allow the tide sweep free the bay.”
Then together they sing in zombie choir, “And home the ships sailing send.”
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From the corpse of Warren, his greyish gums smack from whatever goo has settled in his mouth, “Allow the tide sweep free the bay.”
Then together they sing in zombie choir, “And home the ships sailing send.”
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“Another like me? Don’t leave me out here with myself! I’d go mad. Please
don’t leave me alone, Samuel! Just take me home!” Tears stream down her face.
“Please take me home!”
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don’t leave me alone, Samuel! Just take me home!” Tears stream down her face.
“Please take me home!”
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“The shadow self is what lies beneath the makeup. It’s those ugly parts that you haven’t accepted about yourself. You hide those parts in the shadows until you’re ready.” Her face remained a haunting calm. “When you realize the scars are who you are, that there was nothing wrong with you and that you were beautiful all along - that’s when you decide to take the makeup off.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Patches don’t look it, but when attached to your soul they can get pretty heavy. They go over the holes in your soul, like when you patch a sock. When you have a hole in your soul, it’s because you’re hurting from something. I don’t know if you noticed, but that girl had a lot of holes.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Her eyes sparkle with a rising dampness. “I’ve seemed to overstep myself,
Samuel.”
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Samuel.”
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“Yes—and had we one, you’d probably never see us at all.” Mrs. Locke adds jokingly.
Emily pulls ecstatically against my clothing, a new found joy in her eyes.
“Samuel! We must find a piano for the Lockes! It is the very least we can do!”
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Emily pulls ecstatically against my clothing, a new found joy in her eyes.
“Samuel! We must find a piano for the Lockes! It is the very least we can do!”
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“I wondered whether you and Mr. Locke had any recollection about the past.
I see now that we all suffer the same.”
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I see now that we all suffer the same.”
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“Jasper set an intercepting course towards that Rhylonian Star Duster. Maybe we can catch them on their blind side.”
“Doesn’t this ship have a cloak?” Jaq asks.
“Miss Synergy, I don’t know what they teach now a’days at the Academy, but ships do not wear clothes.”
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“Doesn’t this ship have a cloak?” Jaq asks.
“Miss Synergy, I don’t know what they teach now a’days at the Academy, but ships do not wear clothes.”
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“Look Samuel!” She points to the couple—I noticing a twig sticking out of her hair. “Mannequins.”
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“There’s nothing wrong with you at all. Sometimes people say or do things that are mean because there's something the matter with them. With Lydia, it seems there’s always something wrong with her.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“She points to where he went and looks to the neutral Baumen. “He—he did that to me on purpose! He’s insane. Literally, insane!”
The munchkin just shrugs. “Welcome aboard!” and returns unconcerned to his work.”
― Rubberband Lazer - Or, The Adventures of Casey Norider and Jaq Synergy
The munchkin just shrugs. “Welcome aboard!” and returns unconcerned to his work.”
― Rubberband Lazer - Or, The Adventures of Casey Norider and Jaq Synergy
“Because I am, just as you are you. We don’t always get to pick who we are, Shelly Wynn, but we can choose to celebrate it.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Jasper!” Casey shouts, startling the young woman. “My cargo is talking to me!”
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“I’m afraid they’re not coming.” Abby said fearfully. “Our parents, our teachers – everyone! They’ve disappeared. That’s it. Lights out, Shelly. We’re on our own.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Lydia displays her right hand and instantly bathed the room with a blinding light. It lasted only a moment before it drew back into her palm.
“I can fix you if you’re ever broken.”
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“I can fix you if you’re ever broken.”
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“It’s no big deal. It’s kind of like a tattoo. It won’t hurt, not too much, just a few stitches and it’ll be all over. It’s really interesting how it’s done. You won’t believe where your soul hides. Go on, take a guess. Where do you think it is?”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“She could spin it between her legs, skip with it, twirl it around her neck and transfer it from one arm to the other. Shelly hooped because she enjoyed it; it calmed her whenever she would have an argument or a bad day at school, and it also allowed her to think. Today, she needed to hoop more than ever.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Shelly shook her head and made sure she had plenty of space so that she wouldn’t hit anything. As many times before, she kept the hoop close to her waist and then twirled it with small, tight bursts of speed. As the hoop gathered in momentum it started to give off a hum that soon took on a light blue illumination far brighter than the streetlamps. It was so bright, that it lit up the entire backyard.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
“Aloha Oukou. It looked like your soul was escaping so I put you in a tree.”
― Lights Out: Book 2
― Lights Out: Book 2
