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When her lips find mine, I taste her heartbeat. She kisses me like I am water, like I am air, like I am breath. Like I am inevitable.

What is magic, if not something that makes you believe and feel and wonder?

I smile at her. "When you die, I hope your husband brings a date to your funeral."

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A well-mannered girl would keep her mouth shut and put her head back in the sand where it belongs. But I've never been a well-mannered girl, and I can't pretend to be one now.

"Are you out of your mind?"
"Probably," she admitted.

I'd skated past this big moment, consumed with worry, and squandered the chance to embrace what surely was one of the happiest moments of his life. I'd assumed, like we all do, that we'd have more time.

I see this moment for what it is. An opportunity to do it differently - to embrace and celebrate his achievements without reservation.

Living as if every moment could be my last is exhausting.

If Aeon Expeditions doesn't bring me back - if I'm somehow able to stay here a little longer - can I experience what life is like if he doesn't die?

If you could spend an hour in your past, what would you do?

She looked at the people all around her. There were so many of them, so many waves of humans who would never be the object of such cruel attention.

So much of my life I've felt like I'm pressing my nose to the window, watching everyone else be happy beyond the glass.

Maybe there are no truths in memory. Maybe, when we look back, we see only what we want to see, what suits us in the present.

If we don't remember something, how can we be sure it never happened?

The world will drive a woman insane, then point at them and laugh.

"There is a better world waiting to be born, Rune. A world that belongs to all of us. But it will never arrive if we don't fight for it."
"And if you're wrong?" she demanded. "What if everything that's broken can't be restored?"
"What if it can?"

..."I know these men and women. I know what they want, and what they'll fight for, and I'm willing to bet there are those on your side" - he glanced at Seraphine and Juniper - "who want the same thing: a world where they and their loved ones can be happy and safe. A world without tyranny, violence, or hate. A world where we can live as equals."

"It might look like weakness on the surface. But in truth, it's tougher than steel. Love can't be controlled. Love can't obey unjust laws. Love will always oppose tyrants."

"The problem with love is the more you try to destroy it, the stronger it becomes."

"Aren't you tired of this bitterness?" he asked her. "Aren't you sick of the hate? Those are easy, Harrow. What's difficult is refusing to harden your heart despite having every reason to. Despite having the odds against you."
Rune had taught him that.
"Live in the darkness too long, and eventually you won't recognize the light," he told her. "You'll become like the monsters you hate."

If this was weakness, he wanted to be weak.
If this was sin, let him be damned to hell.

Home didn't always have to be a place.
Home could be a person too.

"I wondered what you would be like. Humans. What you would be capable of. How your minds would work. How your hearts would beat. You are animals. Fierce and wild. You are harsh and brutal and beautiful. There is no one like you in all the universe. You have the power for such destruction within you. And such joy. It's a dichotomy that shouldn't exist, and yet here it is. Within you. Within all of you.

He was okay with all of it.
He'd been lonely. He'd been sad.
But he'd found a purpose.
He'd found a reason. Two, in fact.
If he died right here, right now, there was a very real possibility that he'd done something good. That his life had mattered. That he'd loved and been loved in return.

But fear can be a funny thing. You can fear what you don't understand, but in the end, you can still be brave. You can still stand up for what's right.

You will never be alone because I will always be with you.

It's why I chose the both of you. You made me a home out of nothing. Out of a place where one should not exist. You carried each other until your knees gave out and you stumbled. I didn't get that at first. I don't think anyone can. Not until they know what it means to be human. We're not alike. Not really. We're separated by time & space. And yet, somehow, we're all made of dust & stars. I will never forget that.

"Why did they... What did they expect you to be"
"Straight," Nate said, and it was freeing. It was terrifying. There was a chance - though Nate thought it was smaller than it once had been - that Alex would look at him with disgust, but it felt good to say it out loud. There'd been people who had known, but they weren't... important. Ruth, maybe. She'd known. But then wasn't like now. This was Alex.

... "You carry each other until your knees give out and you stumble. It's almost impossible to understand. None of us could get that. Not until they felt a heart beating in a chest like I have. Not until I felt the bones beneath my skin. We're not alike. Not really. We're separated by time and space. And yet, somehow, we're all made of dust and stars."

"I can like dolls and study UFOs at the same time. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm not capable of deciding what my interests should be."

"Mr. Cartwright. You're out of time. Do you have an answer?"
"Yeah," Nate said, raising his voice. "In fact I do. Here it is. Fuck off."

💪🏼 Go Nate! May we all be so bold.