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Emily M
is on page 162 of 368
“This beast should have been a dolphin with an uncanny eye, a wild boar that acted as if it were new to its body…But LOOKED like a mistake, a misfire by an Area X that had assimilated so much so beautifully…To disappear into the coastline…or the marshes, did not really disturb me…But this did - this blind, relentless questing.”
— Feb 17, 2026 08:27PM
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Emily M
is on page 326 of 368
"His last thoughts before the thoughts that were not his...: Perhaps there is no shame in this, perhaps I can bear this, fight this. To give in but not give up. And projected out behind him, toward the sea, Saul unable to say the name, just three simple words that seemed so inadequate, and yet they were all he had left to use."
WAIT. Is this implying SAUL made the border to protect Charlie?! Oww, my heart.
— Feb 22, 2026 10:48AM
WAIT. Is this implying SAUL made the border to protect Charlie?! Oww, my heart.
Emily M
is on page 299 of 368
“Is Lowry a monster? He is monstrous in your eyes because you know that by the time his hold on Central…has waned as most reigns of terror do, the signs of his hand…will have irrevocably fallen across so many places. His ghost will haunt so much for so many years to come, imprint upon so many minds, that…those systems will still reconstruct his image”
Uncomfortably relatable concern, there.
— Feb 21, 2026 09:04PM
Uncomfortably relatable concern, there.
Emily M
is on page 271 of 368
“The biologist looks at you like you’re an opponent, not the person who can send her where she so obviously wants to go. You note again…That she has a kind of self possession that comes not just from knowing who she is but from knowing that, if it comes down to it, she needs no one. Some professionals might diagnose that as a disorder, but in the biologist it comes across as an absolute and unbending clarity.”
— Feb 21, 2026 08:29AM
Emily M
is on page 255 of 368
“Secured the lighthouse…Fixed things. And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth. Came then the crying call of a curlew, and at dawn, too, I heard the hooting of an owl, the yap of foxes…a bear cub poked its head out…And the hand of the sinner shall rejoice, for there is no sin in shadow or in light that the seeds of the dead cannot forgive.”
Yeah, Saul’s FINE. 100%.
— Feb 20, 2026 07:28AM
Yeah, Saul’s FINE. 100%.
Emily M
is on page 218 of 368
“‘I don’t think we’re looking at a plant,’ Whitby says, tentative…‘ Then why are we SEEING a plant, Whitby?…Why are we seeing a plant that looks like a plant…doing plant things, like photosynthesis…that’s going to be a problem, don’t you think? Having to reassert that things we think are the things they are actually are in fact the things they are and not SOME OTHER THING ENTIRELY.’”
— Feb 18, 2026 09:05PM
Emily M
is on page 190 of 368
“But Ghost Bird didn’t think those messages were being received. Another way people were bound by their own view of consciousness. What if an infection was a message, a brightness a kind of symphony?…Having to reach for such banal answers…because human beings couldn’t even put themselves in the mind of a…whale or a bumblebee. Did she want to ally herself to such a lack, and did she have a choice?”
— Feb 18, 2026 09:29AM
Emily M
is on page 142 of 368
“‘What script are you running off of? Central or the L-word?’ ‘The L-word?’ Absurd thoughts. Lie? Lighthouse? Lesbian? Then he realized she meant Lowry. ‘Neither. I cut off hypnotic suggestion. I freed myself.’ Not sure he believed that.”
— Feb 17, 2026 07:28AM
Emily M
is on page 122 of 368
"Silence is the best response. Central sees the sophisticated version of Lowry. You see the dregs, whatever he can get away with. 'You've nothing to say to me, then. Nothing?...' 'I turned in my report.' He's half up out of his seat at that, but you don't move at all. Even at the age of nine on the forgotten coast you knew better than to run from a bear or wild dog. You stand your ground...Maybe even growl."
— Feb 16, 2026 05:02PM
Emily M
is on page 107 of 368
Dang, Saul’s dream! IDK if he’s sorta seeing the future, or somehow communicating with the probably-alien thing or what, but:
“When he woke up, he was sitting in a chair outside the lighthouse…The words still lived inside of him … Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead to share with the worms”
— Feb 16, 2026 09:08AM
“When he woke up, he was sitting in a chair outside the lighthouse…The words still lived inside of him … Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead to share with the worms”
Emily M
is on page 84 of 368
Ghost Bird re. Biologist
“I’m not her. She’s not me. Do you know what I’d say if I came face to face with her?…I’d tell her, ‘You made a lot of fucking mistakes…and yet I love you. You’re a mess and a revelation, but I can’t be any of that. All I can do is work things out myself.’ And then, knowing her, she’d probably look at me funny and try to take a tissue sample from me.” 😂
— Feb 15, 2026 07:37AM
“I’m not her. She’s not me. Do you know what I’d say if I came face to face with her?…I’d tell her, ‘You made a lot of fucking mistakes…and yet I love you. You’re a mess and a revelation, but I can’t be any of that. All I can do is work things out myself.’ And then, knowing her, she’d probably look at me funny and try to take a tissue sample from me.” 😂

