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402 pages, Hardcover
First published October 24, 2017
It had been two hours. Two hours since she’d gotten too close to that boy in the woods. That strange, lovely boy with the deep sad eyes and tattoos he kept hidden like words that went unsaid.
On many nights in Wil's childhood, the queen would hold her and rock her to sleep, and she would whisper, "Death itself is no match for you. The day you were born, it shrank away in fear."
“Death itself is no match for you. The day you were born, it shrank away in fear.”
“Death itself is no match for you. The day you were born, it shrank away in fear.”
“Death itself is no match for you. The day you were born, it shrank away in fear.”
“This was the way it had always been between them. The world tried to destroy them, but they kept each other alive.”
“So many girls allow themselves to be bleeding idiots because that's what's expected of them. Dress like a girl. Walk like one. Eat like one. Desire the things a girl should desire, and nothing more - but how can that be called desire, if it's dictated.”
Death itself is no match for you. The day you were born, it shrank away in fear.