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"'I remember what cannot have happened, and forget something that is happening to me now. People look at me as though I should know them, and I do know them in the dream, and always the fire draws nearer, though I am awake--'
'No more,' he said desperately. 'A witch built this castle, and to speak of nightmares here often makes them come true.'"
— 14 hours, 2 min ago
'No more,' he said desperately. 'A witch built this castle, and to speak of nightmares here often makes them come true.'"
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"'You are quick for what you are,' Haggard said, 'but slow, I think, for what you were. It is said that love makes men swift and women slow. I will catch you at last if you love much more.'"
— 11 hours, 27 min ago
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"The Lady Amalthea began to sing, and her voice balanced and hovered in the slow, cold air like another sort of bird.
And I grow old within
The prison of my person,
The shackles of my skin.
And I would run away
And beg from door to door--
She did not remember having heard the song before, but the words pinched and plucked at her like children, trying to drag her back to some place that they wanted to see again."
— 11 hours, 30 min ago
And I grow old within
The prison of my person,
The shackles of my skin.
And I would run away
And beg from door to door--
She did not remember having heard the song before, but the words pinched and plucked at her like children, trying to drag her back to some place that they wanted to see again."
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"They seldom heard the hunting roar of the Red Bull at night anymore, but when the hungering sound came to her ears, then she would be frightened, and the walls and the winter would grow up around them again, as though their spring were all of her making, her joy's gift to the prince."
— 11 hours, 37 min ago
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"He seemed to have surrendered, not toward the king but to some far older, crueler enemy that had caught up with him at last, this winter in this place."
— 11 hours, 40 min ago
ren
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"Schmendrick fooled and juggled and flimflammed as the king bade him, hating it, and knowing that Haggard knew he hated it and took his pleasure thereby."
— 11 hours, 41 min ago
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"So the winter whines and crept along, not toward any spring, but toward the brief, devouring summer of King Haggard's country. Life in the castle went on in the silence that fills a place where no one hopes for anything."
— 11 hours, 43 min ago
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"Before she could speak, if she meant to, they heard footsteps below them on the winding stair, and King Haggard's veiled voice saying, 'I hear him singing. What business had he to be singing? Where is she? I knew he was singing of love before I ever heard him, for the very stones shuddered as they do when the Bull moves in the earth. Where is she?'"
— 11 hours, 47 min ago
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"I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I would if it had the courage to face me in fair daylight. But I cannot come in unless you dream of me."
okay vampire
— 11 hours, 55 min ago
okay vampire
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"I wait for the one who will see through my seeming,
And I'll know when I love by the way I behave."
— 13 hours, 49 min ago
And I'll know when I love by the way I behave."
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"'I wish you wanted something of me. It wouldn't have to be a valiant deed--just useful.'
Then the Lady Amalthea smiled at him for the first time since she had come to stay in King Haggard's castle.
It was a small smile, like the new moon, a slender bend of brightness on the edge of the unseen, but Prince Lír leaned toward it to be warm. He would have cupped his hands around her smile and breathed it brighter."
— 13 hours, 57 min ago
Then the Lady Amalthea smiled at him for the first time since she had come to stay in King Haggard's castle.
It was a small smile, like the new moon, a slender bend of brightness on the edge of the unseen, but Prince Lír leaned toward it to be warm. He would have cupped his hands around her smile and breathed it brighter."

