Thistle, Utah
“April 17th, 1983 was no ordinary day. It was the day of two very significant events: the birth of Delia Constance Brown and the death of the town of Thistle.”
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“She often found him peering closely at her face, as if looking for something he’d lost. She couldn’t understand it. Hadn’t they once completed each other’s words? Complete each other?”
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“I came willingly, as a Queen should. A Queen does not bow nor recede in a game of chess, a Queen uses her moves expertly and with strategy until finally she captures the King.”
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“But being Sistra was more than that. Their blood danced in other’s veins. They dreamed each other’s dreams. They tasted each other’s laughter. They were one in a way that creatures would never understand.”
Read MoreAll That Was Golden
“They were always made for war, not for roses. To touch them is to bleed. To be close is to provoke destiny. Such things, the heroes of legend, are not meant to be soft.”
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“We open our minds to the islands, let them speak through us in a language lost eons ago. We feel the islands weep as they sink further into the sea, their voices drowning, garbled, soon: silent.”
Read MoreOld Man Wizard
“Already her voice has become softer, gentler as she tosses herself into the memory, challenge and guile replaced with an apparent lack of self-consciousness. Merlin is entranced; he could be a deep-sea creature snared by a predator’s light.”
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“‘The splendid thing is, the workshop does have the desired effect: seeing how Narcissus lives (in death) has made me feel much better about myself.’”
Read MoreI Heard They're Beautiful This Time Of Year
“Lucy knew that she should be worried about her safety, and while part of her continued to doubt her own sense of reality, all she could think of was the body in her dream. She wanted nothing less than to step into this new skin, and nothing more than to return to the dream so she could inhabit this form.”
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