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41 " Don’t you ever wish you could go back?” Ellis murmurs, gaze turned up toward the chandeliers; their light glitters off of the lenses of her glasses. My gaze snaps away from the kettle, back to her. “To some other time,” she says, “when things were a little wilder. When the rules were a little less clear.” It’s the opposite of the usual line. A simpler time. A time when a lady was a lady. “Maybe. I hadn’t really thought about it.” I rub the edge of a tablecloth between my thumb and forefinger but feel only the friction of my age-softened gloves. “I suppose it depends on where I was too. I wouldn’t want to get burned at the stake as a witch.”“Oh, but can you blame them? You are a witch. I don’t doubt you would have poisoned the village crops, salted their fields, and led their daughters into temptation.”“Just their daughters?” Ellis glances back. She’s taken off the pince-nez; the frames dangle from an idle hand. “It takes one to know one. "
― Victoria Lee , A Lesson in Vengeance
42 " When classes start, Godwin will be home to a brand new crop of students: third- and fourth-years with bright eyes and souls they sold to literature. Girls who might prefer Oates to Shelley, Alcott to Allende. Girls who know nothing of blood and smoke, the darker kinds of magic. "
43 " A story told again and again is never the same story as the original. "
44 " You can still feel history in these halls; at any moment you might turn the corner and find yourself face to face with a ghost from the past. "
45 " Ellis Haley "
46 " Dalloway School rises from the Catskill foothills like a crown upon an auburn head. "
47 " Noam wanted that future. He wanted it so fucking much "
― Victoria Lee , The Electric Heir (Feverwake, #2)
48 " our heads full of stars. "
49 " scrawled on the walls of my mind, "
50 " It’s going to be okay,” Noam said from over his shoulder. His hand caught Dara’s, their bodies pressed together by the mob. Dara turned to look at him—and for a moment it was like nothing else existed. He tipped his face forward and rested his brow against Noam’s. He focused on Noam’s eyes, on the little threads of gold weaving through Noam’s irises like striations in marble. “I’m scared,” Dara admitted, softly enough he couldn’t even hear himself say it.But Noam must have, because he curved an arm around Dara’s waist and drew him in, burying his own face against Dara’s hair. “Me too. "
51 " Ellis quivers too—a very slight tremor to her hands, detectable only because I notice everything about her. "
52 " Ellis is something new, and it feels like she creates and unravels me in the same moment, a sentence she writes and erases and rewrites, a product of her wants and imagination. I feel like she invented me. "
53 " I find myself glancing back, as if to make sure my Eurydice still follows. "
54 " two souls joining on the metaphysical plane while two bodies entwine below. "
55 " When you read about sex in books, it’s always described like a magical event, something sacred enacted through the profane: two souls joining on the metaphysical plane while two bodies entwine below. "
56 " I still feel her fingers tangled up in the threads of my fate. "
57 " I need to be able to touch the dark without being consumed by it. "
58 " to touch the dark "
59 " I wouldn’t want to get burned at the stake as a witch.”“Oh, but can you blame them? You are a witch. I don’t doubt you would have poisoned the village crops, salted their fields, and led their daughters into temptation. "
60 " And up this high, pinned against the eastern face with thin air crystallizing in my lungs, I am the only thing left alive. "