Status Updates From The Bell at Sealey Head

“It's like the book. When you see it as part of your ritual, it is blank. But if you look at it as it truly is—“

“It is full of treasures,” she breathed. “Outside of the ritual, it is itself.”

“My dear Miss Blair, what kind of tale are you writing?”

“The kind that tells you what it is as it goes along.”

Oh my goodness. Thiiiiis

Man... McKillip has such a knack for utterly captivating me.

Oh snap…

Oook, this book just got me super intrigued as to where it's going.

This last chapter reminded me so much of something in one of my books, and I'm so curious to see where McKillip is going with it.

"She smiled again at Emma, letting her see the bleakness dwelling beside the hope in her tired blue eyes."