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41 " C’est tout bonnement incroyable, comment un paysage peut changer en l’espace d’une même journée. Le matin, tout paraît frais et nouveau. Même l’air possède une certaine qualité. En revanche, l’après-midi, la lumière devient plus douce et les couleurs sont plus pastel. C’est ce que Bellamy préfère sur Terre pour le moment : la surprise permanente. "
― Kass Morgan , The 100 (The 100, #1)
42 " Nope. You didn’t miss much.” “Somehow, I find that hard to believe.” Thalia raised her shoulders in an attempt to sit up, but settled back down with a groan. Clarke gently placed a rolled-up blanket behind her. “Thanks,” she muttered and surveyed Clarke for a moment before she spoke again. “Okay, what’s wrong?” Clarke gave her a bemused smile. “Nothing! I’m just so happy you’re feeling better.” “Please. You can’t hide anything from me. You know I always manage to get your secrets out of you,” Thalia deadpanned. “You can start by telling me where you found the medicine.” “Octavia "
43 " She’s my best friend,” Clarke said, taking his hand. “The only person on Earth who knows the real me.” She shot an embarrassed smile at Bellamy, but he nodded. “I know what you mean.” Octavia was the only person in the world who truly knew him. There was no one else he really cared about ever seeing again. But then he glanced over at Clarke, who was leaning over to breathe in the scent of a bright-pink flower, the sun catching the gold strands in her hair, and suddenly he wasn’t so sure. "
44 " Bellamy took a step back. “What? And put you in charge of those as well?” He ran his finger along the bow. “No way. I’m ready to hunt.” Graham snorted. “And what exactly did you hunt back on Walden except for girls with low standards and even lower self-esteem?” Bellamy "
45 " This time, the words weren’t a prayer but a declaration. Clarke refused to let Thalia die, and nothing was going to stop her. She wouldn’t let her best friend join the chorus of ghosts in her head. "
46 " Good people can make mistakes. It doesn’t mean you stop caring about them. "
47 " But that was the thing about grief, Bellamy knew. You couldn’t expect anyone else to share your suffering. You had to carry your pain alone. "
48 " A fleeting look of pain crossed Clarke’s face before she retreated behind her mask of steely resolve. She’ll get over it, Bellamy thought bitterly. She’d find someone else to go traipsing through the woods with her. “I "
49 " The door slid open, and Clarke knew it was time to die. "
50 " Sus recuerdos eran mas opresivos que las paredes de cualquier celda. "
51 " ...[sus] espectaculares ascensos sólo se podían comparar a la magnitud de sus caídas. "
52 " Es el problema de los secretos; los llevas contigo por siempre. "
53 " Supuse que todo el mundo debía tener la oportunidad de dormir por las noches. De despertar sin tener la sensación de que las pesadillas te habían dejado cicatrices en el pensamiento. "