ARQs: Advance Reading Quotes;quotes from an advance reading copy.
"Seventeen moons, seventeen turns,
Eyes so dark and bright it burns,
Time is high but one is higher,
Draws the moon into the fire..."
(1st ARQ)
"Seventeen moons, seventeen turns,
Eyes so dark and bright it burns,
Time is high but one is higher,
Draws the moon into the fire..."
(1st ARQ)
"L? Where are you?
I scanned the room. The wall over her bed wasn't covered with the remnants of the books Lena loved. It was covered in something else.
I scanned the room. The wall over her bed wasn't covered with the remnants of the books Lena loved. It was covered in something else.
Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living
Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving
Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares
Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares
Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains
No Nobody knows nothing
All that remains are remains
Nobody is giving in & Nobody is giving
Nobody hears me but just Nobody cares
Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares
Nobody belongs to me & Nobody remains
No Nobody knows nothing
All that remains are remains
Nobody and Nobody. One of them was Macon, right? The dead man.
Who was the other? Me?
Was that who I was now, Nobody?
Did all guys have to work this hard to figure out their girlfriends? untwisting the twisted poems written all over their walls in Sharpie or cracked plaster?
All that remains are remains.
I touched the wall, smearing away the word remains."
"Fire was the trademark of a Cataclyst, and Sarafine's fire had burtn every inch of there fields the night of Lena's birthday. Now Lena was starting fires unintentionally. My stomach tightened.
"The grass will grow back, too."
"What if I don't want it to?" She said softly, strangely, as she let another handful of charred grass fall through her fingers.
"What?"
"Why should it?"
"Because life goes on, L. The birds do their thing, and the bees do theirs. Seeds get scattered, and everything grows back."
"Then it all gets burnt again. If you're lucky enough to be around me."
There was no point arguing with Lena when she was in one of these moods. A lifetime with Amma going dark had taught me that. "Sometimes it does."
She pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them. Her shape cast a shadow much larger than she actually was.
"But I'm still lucky." I moved my leg until it caught the light throwing a long line of my shadow into hers.
We sat like that, side by side, with only our shadows touching, until the sun went down and they stretched toward the black trees and disappeared into dusk."
"She reached up and laced her fingers behind my neck, pulling me into her. I found her lips, and we were all over each other as if we were afraid we might never have the chance to touch again. This time, when her mouth tugged at my bottom lip, biting gently into my skin, there was no blood. Just urgency. I turned, pushing her agaisnt the rough wooden wall behind the ticket booth. Her breath was ragged, echoing in my ear even louder than my own. I raked my hands through her curls, guiding her mouth to mine. The pressure in my chest started to build, the shortness of breath, the sound of the air as I tried to fill my lungs. The fire.
...I might never know what that kiss was. But I knew this kiss, and I knew it was all I had - a chance.
Which lasted all of two seconds.
Because then I saw Liv, carrying two cotton candies in one hand and waving at me with the other, and I knew the wall was about to go back up, maybe for good. "Ethan, come on. I have your cotton candy. We're going to miss the Ferris Wheel!"
... Another flash of heat lighting tore across the sky.
It isn't like that, L.
Liv handed me the cotton candy and smiled at Lena, holding out her hand.
A blond? Lena looked at me. Seriously?
"Lena right? I'm Liv."
Ah, the accent. That explains everything.
"Hi, Liv." Lena pronounced her name like it was an inside joke between us. She didn't touch Liv's hand."
Who was the other? Me?
Was that who I was now, Nobody?
Did all guys have to work this hard to figure out their girlfriends? untwisting the twisted poems written all over their walls in Sharpie or cracked plaster?
All that remains are remains.
I touched the wall, smearing away the word remains."
(2nd ARQ)
"Fire was the trademark of a Cataclyst, and Sarafine's fire had burtn every inch of there fields the night of Lena's birthday. Now Lena was starting fires unintentionally. My stomach tightened.
"The grass will grow back, too."
"What if I don't want it to?" She said softly, strangely, as she let another handful of charred grass fall through her fingers.
"What?"
"Why should it?"
"Because life goes on, L. The birds do their thing, and the bees do theirs. Seeds get scattered, and everything grows back."
"Then it all gets burnt again. If you're lucky enough to be around me."
There was no point arguing with Lena when she was in one of these moods. A lifetime with Amma going dark had taught me that. "Sometimes it does."
She pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them. Her shape cast a shadow much larger than she actually was.
"But I'm still lucky." I moved my leg until it caught the light throwing a long line of my shadow into hers.
We sat like that, side by side, with only our shadows touching, until the sun went down and they stretched toward the black trees and disappeared into dusk."
(3rd ARQ)
"She reached up and laced her fingers behind my neck, pulling me into her. I found her lips, and we were all over each other as if we were afraid we might never have the chance to touch again. This time, when her mouth tugged at my bottom lip, biting gently into my skin, there was no blood. Just urgency. I turned, pushing her agaisnt the rough wooden wall behind the ticket booth. Her breath was ragged, echoing in my ear even louder than my own. I raked my hands through her curls, guiding her mouth to mine. The pressure in my chest started to build, the shortness of breath, the sound of the air as I tried to fill my lungs. The fire.
...I might never know what that kiss was. But I knew this kiss, and I knew it was all I had - a chance.
Which lasted all of two seconds.
Because then I saw Liv, carrying two cotton candies in one hand and waving at me with the other, and I knew the wall was about to go back up, maybe for good. "Ethan, come on. I have your cotton candy. We're going to miss the Ferris Wheel!"
... Another flash of heat lighting tore across the sky.
It isn't like that, L.
Liv handed me the cotton candy and smiled at Lena, holding out her hand.
A blond? Lena looked at me. Seriously?
"Lena right? I'm Liv."
Ah, the accent. That explains everything.
"Hi, Liv." Lena pronounced her name like it was an inside joke between us. She didn't touch Liv's hand."
"Seventeen moons, seventeen fears,
Pain of death and shame of tears,
Find the marker, walk the mile,
Seventeen knows just exile..."
Pain of death and shame of tears,
Find the marker, walk the mile,
Seventeen knows just exile..."
L is as dark and bitchy as ever, it seems.
Wonder how this one will turn out to be.
Coming out close to the 13,
hurry up to the nearest bookstore you can see.
Wonder how this one will turn out to be.
Coming out close to the 13,
hurry up to the nearest bookstore you can see.
Hehe that was fun, the book is out the 12, follow up to Beautiful Creatures.
Who is waiting for this precious?!
Inspired by Teaser Tuesday, hosted at Should Be Reading.
ARQs was created by Taschima and hosted at Bloody Bookaholic. If you wish to use this idea you may, just give credit were credit is due please.
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