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I need your help, says the tiny figure. Her voice is sad and soft and sounds like Lila's, but with an odd accent that might just be how cats sound when they talk.

Holly Black

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Holly Black
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Journalist
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New Jersey
United States
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This is never going to be over,” I shout. “Someone will always be after me. There’s always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you.
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I want you and I hate wanting things and I especially hate admitting I want them.
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in her dreams, blood tasted like fizzy strawberry soda. If you drank it too fast, you got brain freeze. When she was older, after she'd licked a cut on her finger, the taste of that became the taste in her dreams: copper and tears.
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I love you, you see...and I fear I have no way to say or show it that isn't terrible, except coming here. I would kill everyone in the world for you, if you wanted.......Or not obviously
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You said you were allowed to lose it,' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.
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A man may daydream of how he would spend a million dollars, but playing the same game with a billion dollars sours the fantasy. There are too many possibilities. The house he once wished for with all his heart is suddenly too small. The travel, too cheap. He wanted to visit an island. Now he contemplates buying one.
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She sat in the dew-damp grass and ripped up clumps of it, tossing them in the air and feeling vaguely guilty about it. Some gnome ought to pop out of the tree and scold her for torturing the lawn.
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She didn't know how much she'd been hoping that he still loved her, until she felt how much it hurt to realize he didn't.
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He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.
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It is my belief that books are living things.
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Ruthless. That’s my girl.
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He’s quiet then. We lie next to each other, twin corpses waiting for burial.
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I would remain nearer you for what time there is. Gone in one faerie sigh, she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. I can hold my breath.
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One fine day, in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other. They pulled out their swords and shot one another. One deaf cop, on the beat heard the noise, and came and shot the two dead boys.
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After that, she wasn't sure what the game was or if she'd imagined it. All she knew was that she had lost.
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I need you to be happy. I need one of us to be happy.
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She can’t help it. She loves the con. I tell myself I’m not like her, but I have to admit I love it too.
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It’s just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes he’d forget my water or food and I’d cry and cry and cry.” She stops talking and looks out the window. “I would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.
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Allow me to explain how my whole life has prepared me for this moment. I am used to girls screaming, and your screams – will be sweeter than another’s cries of love.
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You really dug your own grave,” he mutters. “And I’m going to bury you in it.” “Say that louder,” I tell him, under my breath. “I dare you.
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