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George Hadley walked through the singing glade and picked up something that lay in the corner near where the lions had been. He walked slowly back to his wife.

“What is that?” she asked.

“An old wallet of mine,” he said.

He showed it to her. The smell of hot grass was on it and the smell of a lion. There were drops of saliva on it, it had been chewed, and there were blood smears on both sides.

“No profession,” said the phonographic voice, hissing. “What are you doing out?”

“Walking,” said Leonard Mead.

“Walking!”

“Just walking,” he said simply, but his face felt cold.

“Walking, just walking, walking?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Walking where? For what?”

“Walking for air. Walking to see.”

“The tombs, ill-lit by television light, where the people sat like the dead, the gray or multicolored lights touching their faces, but never really touching them.”

“In the end, I reach the goblet, but only after killing an annoying wizard and cruelly enslaving the race of elves by means of said wizard's magic wand. I could have left the elves be. But they annoyed me.”

“If only I had known this was going to happen, I might have brought a nuke.”

“Weed because, well, he's thin.”

“fartdust Priam”

“Darrow was kind in Lykos.”
(Lying to yourself again I see)

"See. That's what I don't get. If I am a good man, then why do I want to do bad things?"
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Mickey is a little freak grooming Darrow, or at least trying to groom him. And Darrow is a bundle of wires I don’t want to untangle yet.

Also, Darrow really does remind me of David Martinez from Cyberpunk Edgerunners. David’s quote “Bout time I chrome the fuck up” fits here perfectly. They’re twin flames.

Yup, this is some Cyberpunk 2077 mixed with Magnus Chase right here.

Also, I’m a 3rd person dih rider so this being in first person is throwing me off.

1. Eo is one of my favorite characters (she reminds me of Clarisse from Fahrenheit).
2. Darrow is pissing me off.
3. I also somehow relate to Darrow and feel bad for the idiot.
4. Uncle Narol is a real one and him at the end of chapter 6 is pure gold (ha, no pun intended).
5. The fact Darrow’s dad wasn’t even 25 is insane, and the fact Narol is only 35 is crazy. He acts like he’s 60. And talks like it too.

Y’know when we wrote letters to ourselves in 8th grade? Well, in mine I had told myself:
“You better have read The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings.”

I think 8th grade Audrey is feeling pretty happy right about now.

And college Audrey is feeling incredibly accomplished seeing as she managed to finish LOTR before her first day (August 19th)!

(I’m flying by the seat of my pants, help.)

“Well here we are, just the four of us that started out together,” said Merry. "We have left all the rest behind, one after another. It seems almost like a dream that has slowly faded."

“Not to me,” said Frodo. "To me it feels more like falling asleep”
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My poor Hobbits. They traveled so far, endured so much, only to return home and be faced with another trial.

“The Eagles are coming! The Eagles are coming!'
For one moment more Pippin's thought hovered. 'Bilbo!' it said. 'But no! That came in his tale, long long ago. This is my tale, and it is ended now. Good-bye!' And his thought fled far away and his eyes saw no more.”

Oh Pippin.

“And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns. In dark Mindolluin's sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last.”

Rohan is so tuff omg. Also, Faramir has my heart in both book and movie. He has such an amazing character, I love him to death. Additionally, Beregond hypes the absolute heck out of him and I’m so here for it.

Putting my boots back on.

I can smell the fresh air…the ending is near and I am quick to answer its call, FREEDOMMM!!!! WAIT FOR ME MY BELOVED!

I’m so close, it’s almost over.

This is really reminding me of Throne of Glass. And that is not a compliment.

“He was taller than she was. Long, powerful limbs. Deep black skin. When he lifted his head, his features were bared to the candlelight.”

I absolutely did not know that Loth was black. Which brings me to this: I don’t know what damn near anyone looks like. In my head Ead and Tané are physically the same person, just in a different font. Tané has slightly sharper & darker features in comparison. That’s it.

I knew I wasn’t crazy, I knew it (Pg386).

Nah I’m pissed. Why would you do them like that? They were some of your best and most entertaining characters.

Sabran is growing on me.

Her stomach flipped. "So, what do we do now?"
The corner of his mouth curved into a smile that had only ever been for her. "Anything. Whatever you want."
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I’m never going to recover from this story.

Kaine Ferron is the definition of “as you wish” when in regard to Helena Marino.

"Is it dawn?" he asked, his voice almost wondering.
Helena nodded. "First light."
He exhaled. "We were-going to see the world together, remember?"

His fingers scrabbled to find hers, his eyes still on the sky. She took his hand, squeezing tightly, as if she could keep him longer if she held on.
"Never did see Etras ..." he said, his voice faint.
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From the deepest pit of my soul, fawk you.

Helena looked between them and then turned reluctantly and went out to the landing. She only heard Crowther utter one word before the door sealed shut:
"Beg."
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Oh, I’m not hungry.

"I designed it," he said quietly.”
…

"You're like a rose in a graveyard," he said, and his lips twisted into a bitter smile. "I wonder what you could have turned into without the war."
…

“A healer and killer, circling slowly, the push and pull inexorable.”

“He was in a crucible, and he was the crucible, and he would either die terribly or be wholly alchemised into something that could survive the paradox.”

I’m genuinely geeking out rn.