throw over your man, I say, and come.

Blue was destined to kill her true love with a kiss.

                                                                                      That’s all there is.

They had been a two-headed creature for so long, Ronan-and-Gansey.

Gansey had always felt as if there were two of him: the Gansey who was in control, able to handle any situation, able to talk to anyone, and then, the other, more fragile Gansey, strung out and unsure, embarrassingly earnest, driven by naive longing.

pretenders;

He was bred for greatness.. Of course. Of course he would be taken from them

Glendower was a legend in most ways. A mystical giant who’d left a permanent footprint.

But this story … some of the Welsh weren’t convinced that throwing sticks at their English neighbours would improve Wales’s dire straits. In particular, one of Glendower’s cousins, a man named Hywel.

Glendower was a lawyer and —like Gansey— a believer in the power of words. He arranged to meet Hywel alone in a deer park to talk it all over.

Gansey was untroubled with the story up to this point. This was the Glendower he’d follow anywhere.

Then, the two men spotted a deer. Hywel lifted his bow. But instead of shooting the animal, he let the arrow fly at Glendower … who had cleverly worn chain mail beneath his tunic.

Gansey would’ve preferred the story to end here.

But it didn’t. Instead, unharmed by the arrow and enraged by the betrayal, Glendower pursued Hywel, stabbed him, and finally stuffed Hywel’s body inside an oak tree.

All the stabbing and stuffing and utter loss of temper seemed rather ignoble. Gansey wished he hadn’t ever found the story. There was no unreading it. But now, after hearing Kavinsky’s slow laugh on the other end of the line, imagining Ronan drunk in his absence from Henrietta, picturing the Camaro in any state other than how he’d left it, Gansey thought he finally glimpsed understanding.

He was at once closer and farther from Glendower than he’d been before.

“He didn’t want me to, did you know? He told me not to try to get you to come to the table that night at Nino’s. I had to talk him into it. And then I made such an idiot of myself—” He turned back to her. “What are you thinking?” She just looked at him. That I went out with the wrong boy. That I destroyed Adam tonight for no reason at all. That I am not sensible at all.

“Blue?” he said. Just his voice. Her heart tethered itself. Not completely, but enough to stop quivering so much. She closed her eyes. “Take me somewhere?”

The boys burned crap in the overgrown lot until the cops asked them to stop, and then Gansey had explained his situation and the cops had gotten out of their cars to help finish the job. Back then, it had surprised Ronan; he hadn’t realized yet that Gansey could persuade even the sun to pause and give him the time.

She asked, “Were you scared?” He didn’t have to answer. She saw it in the hollow of his eyes. “What happened?“ 

”I died,“ he said. ”I felt my heart stop. The hornets didn’t care. They were still stinging me, even though I was dead.“

Boys like him didn’t die; they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries.

Then Gansey, suddenly charming again, flipped a hand in the direction of her purple tunic dress. “Lead the way, Eggplant."   She found a stick to poke at the ground for snakes before they set off through the grass. The wind smelled like rain, and the ground rumbled with thunder, but the weather held. The machine in Gansey’s hands blinked red constantly, only flickering to orange when they stepped too far away from the invisible line.   "Thanks for coming, Jane,” Gansey said.   Blue shot him a dirty look. “You’re welcome, Dick."   He looked pained. "Please don’t.”

He didn’t say what Ronan was thinking, which was that Gansey was far more a brother to him than Declan had ever been.

The Raven Boys -[2/4] - Richard “Dick” Campbell Gansey III

“You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live when you should not.”

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