Lilt pulled away. "I saw what he was doing, so I cleared a path for him. I helped him do it..." She shook her head, tears tracking the dust off her face, and turned to stare at the fallen tower. "Have we all gone mad to want this?

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In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly.

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ugly normal world

It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.

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Maybe they didn't want you to realize that every civilization has its weakness. There's always one thing we depend on. And if someone takes it away all that's left is some story in a history class.

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weakness class civilization

you just took on five million years of evolution again

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five evolution years

Good books make you ask questions. Bad readers want everything answered.

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reader want book

Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.

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beautiful beauty love

One of the most common questions writers are asked is "Where do you get your ideas?" But the sad truth is, we don't know. Ideas can come at any time and from any direction: in the shower, waiting for an elevator, or while bouncing across Wikipedia pages.

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wikipedia waiting ideas

Maybe that was the price of loving someone: You lost your grasp of where they ended and you began.

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loving-someone lost

She looked at David closely, and the feeling was still there. She could see that his forehead was too high, that a small scar cut a white stroke through his eyebrow. And his smile was pretty crooked, really. But it was as if something had changed inside Tally's head, something that had turned his face pretty to her.

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eyebrows cutting white

Fuzzy Tally is no more.

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fuzzy

you dont see me, now you do, but only if i want you to

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i-want-you ifs want

I kissed him once," she whispered. "Well done. What did he do?" "Um..." Deryn sighed. "He woke up.

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well-done wells done

Emperors are vain and useless things.

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useless-things vain useless

Surely no one would ever use such a weapon against a city." "There are no limits in war," Volger said, still staring out the window.

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cities use war

Have a little faith in me, Volger." "I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.

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have-a-little-faith annoyance littles

That letter was your whole future, you daft prince." "It was my past. I lost that the night my parents died. But I found you, Deryn. Maybe I wasn't meant to end the war, but I was meant to find you. I know that. You've saved me from having any reason to keep going." "We save each other. That's how it works.

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night war past

Maybe she still was a pretty-head, making up irrational stories about the empty forest. The longer she stayed alone out here, the more Tally understood why the Rusties and their predecessors had believed in invisible beings, praying to placate spirits as they trashed the natural world around them.

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stories forests world

She couldn't disappoint the whole village. There were no wallscreens here, no newsfeeds or satellites bands, and touring soccer teams were no doubt few and far between. (...), that made stories a valuable commodity, and it probably wasn't very often that a stranger dropped in from the sky.

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team sky soccer

He thinks Goliath can end the war," Alek managed at last. "The man wants peace!" "As do we all," Count Volger said. "But there are many ways to end a war. Some are more peaceful than others.

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men war thinking

Let others wage war. You, lucky Austria, shall marry.

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