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De volgende ochtend vroeg Hassan, die mijn ontbijt klaar-maakte, of ik ergens over inzat. Ik viel tegen hem uit dat hij zich met zijn eigen zaken moest bemoeien.
Rahim Khan vergiste zich in dat gemene trekje.

Omg

Oh

It’s not like a literal knot

I fucking knew it

So this knot thingy keeps his come inside? His cum? I am so fucking confused.

I still don’t get it

It’s getting me out of my reading slump

It was precisely in regard to the sense of smell that he observed that the stench that is smelled, so to speak, is a moral stench! He-he! The stench coming from our soul, as it were, so that in these two or three months one has time to look back... and that this is, so to speak, the final mercy...

Okay but imagine you die, but then you just have to lay in your grave with grumpy, hangry people.

'Up above, when we were still alive, we mistakenly deemed death there was death. The body comes to life here again, as it were, the residue of life is concentrated, but only in the consciousness. I don't know how to say it - it's as if life continues by inertia. Everything is concentrated, in his opinion, somewhere in the consciousness and continues for another two or three months... sometimes even half a year.

'Platon Nikolayevich is our local, homespun philoso-pher, scientist and master of arts. He's put out several little books on philosophy, but for the past three months now he keeps falling sound asleep, so much so that it's impossible to stir him. Once a week he mutters a few words beside the point?’

Okay then

Notes of a certain person

So there’s dead guys talking in their graves, names I can’t pronounce, and now this dead grandpa is lusting for a dead little blonde girl…what the hell?

She still doesn’t know his name

I knew this would happen
Stil why
WHY, Nastenka?
Omg, she still doesn’t know his name.
She better only see young man as a friend. She can’t possibly think to leave the man who loves her so sincerely, do deeply, for that idiot.
No. Or I swear to God I’ll-

Mare needs the colonel now.
Omg they gonna become besties.
Or he’s going to become like a father.
Then she and Farley are sisters.

Not shade

When it dawns on him, Cal grips the sides of my face, pulling me upward. He plants a firm, fiery kiss that is far too short for my liking.
"You’re a genius," he mutters.

"An eye sees only what they look for. Their sight is narrower than a blade of grass." Again, he fixes us with his sad, scarlet stare.
"But I see everything."

Farley fights the urge to investigate, but is quick to climb low branches or rocks. She scouts the area with quiet intensity, always on guard. And always within a few feet of Shade, who never takes his eyes off her. I'm quietly reminded of Julian and Sara, two dancers moving to music no one else can hear.

He can just like make people float away, defying gravity AND he can fly???
Fuck I’m jealous

Bro got friendzoned

She hasn’t asked him his name

"Because we've got more than enough juice to circle off the coast, and they need to sleep." Something like fear taints his voice. Cal hates water. This must be killing him.
"They can sleep where we land. The next runway is hidden like the last."
"She won't. Not with newbloods on the line. She'll march until she drops, and we can't let her do that."
"And when do you sleep, Cal?"
"I don't. Not anymore."

Oh…that mqkes sense