Around the outskirts of the city, cut off from town by the black oval of the river, everything was in darkness. Everyone ugly was in bed by now.
Scott WesterfeldThat was the whole point of being special: You existed to make sure everyone else behaved, but that didn't mean YOU had to.
Scott WesterfeldAlek was right behind her now, his body pressing close as he adjusted her sword arm. She hadn't realized this fencing business would be so touchy. He grasped her waist, sending a crackle across her skin. If Alek moved his hands any higher, he might notice what was hidden beneath her careful tailoring. โAlways keep sideways to your opponent,โ he said, gently turning her. โThat way, your chest presents the smallest possible target.โ โAye, the smallest possible target,โ Deryn sighed. Her secret was safe, it seemed.
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