The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had been tugging me with disconcerting frequency these days.

The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it's less about wanting, and more about being." I wonder after I say it if he'll think I sound like have no drive or ambition.

Sleep deprivation made his life an imaginary thing, his days a ribbon floating aimlessly in water." - Whelk

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.

While I'm gone," Gansey said, pausing, "dream me the world. Something new for every night.

It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.

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