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Is There Anything More Dangerous, Eve, Darling, Than A Woman With A Belly Full Of Knowledge And Lips
Is there anything more dangerous, Eve, darling, than a woman with a belly full of knowledge and lips stained in nectar?
~love, lilith
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Isn't she beautiful? This girl that you think I am.
Readers: *thinking there isint going to be anymore sexy times in demon realms after the ridiculousness that ensued with the crinkle of foil and a particular cavern in City of Heavenly Fire*
Cassie Clare (writing TLBOTW): *evil chuckle*
and look at us
with our man-made streetlight stars
violently tearing open the dark
drowning out any notion of anything
not crafted by our own
will and want and fear
and look at us
wishing on shooting street light stars
we pass on the drive home
hoping for things we are told to want
making wishes that aren't really ours
longing for dreams only seen in the distance
illuminated by the glow of the city
I finished they both died at the end last night.
Now that we're all on the same page and understand the level of my emotional trauma :)
There was a moment, when we read from the perspective of Andrea Donahue (Chapter 14) early on in the book, and in this chapter she is talking about how she rushed through her names today and hopes she dosen't get audited and have her calls reviewed tonight. And God knows, I spent the rest of the book thinking she had made a mistake. That Mateo Torez was not going to die because some lady who hated her job, didn't care enough to make sure she did it right. That Rufus was going to show him how to break out and the importance of living and Rufus would die but Mateo would live on for both of them--
Of course, it was never hinted at again and my hope wavered but it was always there. And yet, when it happened-- or rather didn't? Good God, it hurt like hell.
This has the same energy as:
nOt mY pReSiDeNt
((This Savage Song by V.E. Schwab))