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2e9011e
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"There you are," Cardan says as I take my place beside him. "How has the night been going for you? Mine has been full of dull conversation about how my head is going to find itself on a spike."
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fantasy
i-love-them
sarcastic
holly-black
jude
faeries
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Holly Black |
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2891f74
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"Lucien studied the wine in his goblet. "You don't hold on to power by being everyone's friend. And among the faeries, lesser and High Fae alike, a firm hand is needed. We're too powerful, and too bored with immortality, to be checked by anything else."
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immortality
freyre
high-fae
lucien
powerful
power
faeries
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3093ec2
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"My wings," the faerie whispered. "You'll get them back." The Faerie struggled to open his eyes. "You swear?" "Yes," I breathed. The faerie managed a slight smile and closed his eyes again. My mouth trembled. I wished for something else to say, something more to offer him than my empty promises. The first false vow I'd ever sworn. But Tamlin began speaking, and I glanced up to see him take the faerie's other hand. "Cauldron save you," he said, reciting the words of a prayer that was probably older than the moral realm. "Mother hold you. Pass through the gates, and smell that immortal land of milk and honey. Fear no evil. Feel no pain." Tamlin's voice wavered, but he finished. "Go, and enter eternity."
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feyre
tamlin
faeries
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Sarah J. Maas |
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8c91248
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Let her alone,' said the enkanto, 'or I will curse you blind, lame, and worse.' The old man laughed. 'I'm a curse breaker, fool.' The elf grabbed one of the Jim Beam bottles from the table and slammed it down, so that he was holding a jagged glass neck. The elf smiled a very thin smile. 'Then I won't bother with magic.
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faery
fairyland
fay
the-night-market
faeries
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Holly Black |
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8d3739d
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Investigate the faeries. Great. That was absolutely guaranteed to get complicated before I got any useful answers. If there was one thing faeries hated doing, it was giving you a straight answer, about anything. Getting plain speech out out of one is like pulling out teeth. Your own teeth. Through your nose.
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humor
scifi
faeries
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Jim Butcher |
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980006d
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"You're terrible at this whole 'tell me whatever I want to know' thing." My hand goes to the crossbow, but I don't pick it up. He sighs. "Just ask me something. Ask about my tail. Don't you want to see it?" He raises his brows."
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truth-telling
double-entendre
double-meaning
faeries
question
suggestive
tail
tale
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Holly Black |
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d4bb574
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Wow. That's sort of pretty. In a kind of way.
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devour
jaws
pizza
faeries
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Jim Butcher |
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c766ff4
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"We didn't have time to get you an actual haircut," she said. "Seriously, did you do it yourself? Maybe without a mirror?" I put a hand up to my head self-consciously and said, "I had some help from the General. And, hey, I didn't say anything about your man-shoes." "They're steel-toed," she said calmly. "In case I need to plant them in anyone's ass as a result of him calling them man-shoes. And seriously, you let Toot help you with your hair?"
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funny
haircut
faeries
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Jim Butcher |
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ee7ddb3
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"I'm getting my ass kicked by tiny faeries!" I shouted back, fumbling to start the car. "They've got my freaking number!" "Run away!" Bob giggled. "Run away! Tiny faeries!" growled in frustration and popped the Redcap's hat down over Bob. "Stop being a jerk. This is serious." Bob's voice was only barely muffled. It sounded like he couldn't breathe. "Serious! Tiny! Faeries! The m-m- mighty wizard Dresden!"
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humor
faeries
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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d672106
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For always and for always I pray remember me Upon the moors, beneath the stars With the King's wild company.
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magic
raven-king
spell
faeries
raven
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Susanna Clarke |