fantasy-fiction

But I was wrong. I should have known it wasn't owver, couldn't be over quite easily. No sooner was Xavier out of sight than a little cylinder of paper fell from the top of my locker. As I unrolled it, I knew I'd see black calligraphy crawling across it like a spider. Dread settled around me like a fog as the words burned into my brain: The Lake of Fire awaits my lady

Night__ darkness cloaked Elske, covering her as the winter snows cover mountains, from peak to foot. Elske moved with the weight of darkness on her shoulders, on her head; and she tasted it in her mouth like the flavorless rills that ran so fast in spring melts.

there are people all over the world who carry the mermaid inside them, that otherworldly beauty and longing and desire that made her reach for heaven when she lived in the darkness of the sea.

It was an alien place, as much inhuman as it was ungodly. There was no life in this place. It was a different world altogether.This world was dead.

She didn't use any artificial light, but let the glow from the silver moon in the north and the periwinkle moon in the south to guide her.

The quickest way is sometimes the longest.

To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered.

You're dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.

In case it has slipped your notice, the vast majority of your education has emphasized survival and not getting caught._ ____ say you talked more about the code than anything else,_ Tory pointed out. __hat did you think I meant by survival,_ Ivan countered.

Everything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire.

I can't stop thinking about dying the way humans do it. Imagine! If at any moment, you could just stop existing. How different everything would be.." They don't stop existing Lenia said...They have souls that live forever. Even knowing that, they fight so hard to stay alive. I think it's so beautiful. Imagine: being that fragile, that permanent.

Amie frowned. 'That__ what I can__ figure out. I mean everyone wants their happy ending, right? No one cares about reading actual literature anymore anyway. All they want is vampires and supernatural mumbo-jumbo. It__ sick, really.

Margrethe watched them paralyzed by the intensity of the emotions moving through her. So much pain and euphoria, a sense that even though her own heart was broken, the world could contain such beauty and magic she almost could not bear it? What did her own pain matter, in the face of that?

Who holds Wayfinder finds good roads,Its master's step is brisk;The Sword of Wisdom lightens loadsBut adds unto their risk.

just because a mage wears the black robes does not make him evil.

...how impossible itis to really make a choice, when the best choice of all is an option youcouldn__ even imagine.

To be a convincing story, you've got to know what you're talking about. In EVERY detail."-Rayner Unwin

I think love is stronger than habits or circumstances. I think it is possible to keep yourself for someone for a long time and still remember why you were waiting when she comes at last.