That's a depressing and practical thought," Sam said. "I'd rather it was something magical.

The walls of the arch are covered with blood-red jellies that wink and glisten at me by the light of the moon. My father told me they were completely harmless. I don't believe him. Nothing is completely harmless.

She wore a dress Ronan thought looked like a lampshade. Whatever sort of lamp it belonged on, Gansey clearly wished he had one. Ronan wasn't a fan of lamps.

Adam had once told Gansey, "Rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done.

At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding hands.

you just can't wait to get out of your head, can you?" "if you were in here you might want that too.

So here's my theory, and this is such crap science, I don't have to tell you. It's science without microscopes, blood tests, or reality.