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272 pages, Paperback
First published July 11, 2017

This was six more chambers than Ogma had told me to expect, and none of them was labeled helpfully with THIS ONE HAS THAT THING OGMA WANTS.
The triskele tattoo on the back of my right hand would raise far too many questions...To the Jacobeans, there was functionally no difference between a Druid and a witch: If it was magic, their solution was to kill it with fire.
*Curiosity killed the cat but never hurt a hound, you know.*
*One star.*
"What? You didn't even let me finish my first sentence!"
That's basically the core of what I taught him: Protect Gaia first, protect humans second, and question everything else.
"'Consent is prime importance.' He was talking about sexy things, but applies to other things also."
"I will have poetry in my life... Poetry and asskicking. You can have both, you now. There's a certain poetry to violence, don't you find? ...There's a certain violence to sex too. Penetration. Screaming. You know. ...But you should know I have a boyfriend. He's a Druid too. He got shot in the head once, but he's fine now and can recite the complete works of William Shakespeare from memory. He kills gods on Saturdays."
Greta may only see what he's destroyed, but I see what he's created too, and I have to admit: It makes me proud.
*What is it, Atticus? Cybermen? Borgs? Frakkin' toasters?*