“It looks like another country,” Blue said. It was another country. It was a country for the young, a country where you died before you got old.

Greywaren

If he could repair those points, like electrician’s tape on a wire, he might be able to make it strong enough to bring Cabeswater back. Adam stood up. It felt good to have identified the problem. That had always been the hardest part. With an engine, with school, with life. Solutions were easy, once you knew what was in your way.

They whirled into the air with their acrid summer scent.

It didn’t feel very different from knowing that Cabeswater was going to be the only extraordinary thing about her life. Which was to say that it was unbearable, but she had to bear it anyway.

what if he had to call you and apologize for once?

“What is it?” Adam asked. Ronan touched one of the ragged claws hooked around the edge of the box. It was terrible, chilling. He was afraid of it in a dull, primeval, permanent way that came from being killed by them again and again in his head. “They come when I’m having a nightmare. Like, it draws them.

Every day, thousands of confessions are kept from their would-be confessors, none of these people knowing that their never-admitted secrets all boil down to the same three words: I am afraid.

In the corner of the room, there was a sound. Not the corner where Chainsaw’s cage was. And not a sound like a young raven. It was a long, slow scrape on the wood floor. Then a rapid sound like a drinking straw in bicycle spokes. Tck-tck-tck-tck-tck. It was a sound Ronan had heard before. He swallowed. He opened his eyes. Noah’s eyes were already w