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» His heart thundered against his ribs. It had been so long since someone had hurt him. The thought brought a smile to his lips.

Actually started rereading a book 👉👈💦 in this day and age; I too am surprised. And utterly invested. The grip these fools have on me is unfair.

How I have missed them.
Both of them.
It hasn't been that long. But.
But Hook's snarly commentary is 🙏✨️

» I'll give you whatever home I have left out there.

» "You are extraordinarily dramatic", James said, "and no one should have ever given you power over the weather."

» He had let his family make him believe that the only way he would ever be a boy was to be born again in a different shape, leaving everything of his body and history behind.

» "You're a grown man and a nuisance." "I'm your nuisance."

» "He is a far bolder storyteller than you."

» On his way down the mountain, it started to snow.

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Reading when and how which of their names get used is so fascinating to me. Adore that deeply. Meanwhile reading Peter's flashbacks hurts so much. All of them feel like the most relatable trans experience, or a worst case of some situations that has been a watered kinder version.

» A proper meeting between captains, Peter knew, should begin precisely on time, and accompanied by a grand entourage. Accordingly, he descended onto the deck of the Jolly Roger a quarter of an hour late and all alone.

» "Proud and insolent youth", he said.

» The crown made Pan look like a lazy young god, his curly hair spilling out under and over the golden rim. His eyes matched the jewels in their gleaming. Prince of runaways, Hook thought, and caught his breath and looked away.

» The crown mad Pan look like a lazy young god, his curly hair spilling out under and over the golden rim. His eyes matched the jewels in their gleaming. Prince of runaways, Hook thought, and caught his breath and looked away.

» He plucked one [of the mushrooms], studied it briefly, and popped it into his mouth. "Good Lord", Hook said, aghast. "Spit that out!"

» "Imagine having a well-cultivated pirate crew and an established carreer as the terror of the seas, only to have some bloody ten-year-old show up claiming he's your unholy nemesis, the spirit of youth and joy. Oh, and he's rallied a bunch of other little boys to come and kill you."

» I'm only saying that the story seemed to demand it, and I suspect it was your story."