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1 " Too many people were finding things out about you—you needed to be more careful, but you didn’t seem worried. A secret is only a secret if one person knows it. After it spreads beyond one person, it becomes a liability, and that’s what you were becoming. "
― Bella Forrest , The Chain (The Secret of Spellshadow Manor, #3)
2 " Pushing away a looming sense of worry, Alex looked back at his friends in the clearing, who were resting easy because he had promised to watch over them. That promise, he knew, went beyond that night. It was his duty now. His stoic gaze rested on each one with fondness, despite any former misgivings, though it rested a little bit longer on the curled-up figure of Ellabell. There was a dogged determination within him to make good on his promises and his responsibilities. "
3 " There was definitely something out there, looming on the horizon, and he wanted to know what it was that called to him from beyond the glittering waters of the lake. "
4 " It made sense now—the lake’s fierce reaction. It was his anti-magic responding to that of his dead ancestors, sensing the twisting vines of their silvery gray lifeblood within the water, feeling their loss connecting with the beating heart of his still-living body. Of course he couldn’t drink it or stand in it or touch it without feeling the agonizing effects of such overwhelming loss. How could he have even brought himself to do so? "
5 " As the boat skimmed through the water, he felt their ghosts all around him. There were eyes, following him in the darkness. Alex’s skin prickled, giving him the disquieting sense that they were trying to warn him—these phantoms, moving invisibly in the air all around him. Shivers ran up his spine as he felt them reaching out for him, brushing his skin with cold, unseen hands. "
6 " Only the nightmare had been released, myth rushing toward the fabric of reality—a Great Evil, ravenous for the taste of life magic, sated only by magical sacrifice. If not given willingly, the Great Evil took forcefully instead. "
7 " Desperate people do desperate things, and people with nothing left to lose are the most dangerous of them all. "
8 " From nowhere, a choir raised its voice to the heavens, as angelic as Alex had ever heard. The music lifted from within the grounds and soared toward him. Tears prickled his eyes as he realized it had been months and months since he had heard proper music, and this song was like nothing he had ever heard before. He couldn’t put into words the way it made him feel. Alex sat, helpless to do anything but watch and listen from his solitary spot, as he felt his worries slip away, if only for as long as this dream lasted. "
9 " She could go peacefully to the place where there were eternal picnics on sun-soaked riverbanks, and all the handsome soldiers asked for her hand. "