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When you’re in the middle of reading a really emotional scene but someone tries to talk to you

Originally posted by maga-master

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dark & creepy characters in literature halloween edition.

sebastian morgenstern, the mortal instruments

“I learned to play the instruments of war, “ he said, “and paint in blood. I am not like Jace.”

Me, every day of my life: “Phew, totally ready for my lazy day of reading!”

The clock-a-clay is creeping on the open bloom of May,
The merry bee is trampling the pinky threads all day,
And the chaffinch it is brooding on its grey mossy nest
In the whitethorn bush where I will lean upon my lover’s breast;
I’ll lean upon her breast and I’ll whisper in her ear
That I cannot get a wink o'sleep for thinking of my dear;
I hunger at my meat and I daily fade away
Like the hedge rose that is broken in the heat of the day.
—  John Clare, from “Summer”
queen of air and darkness snippet

Isabelle shook her head, then bent down and unclipped a chain from one ankle. She held it out to Emma. “This is blessed iron. Poisonous to faeries. Wear it and you can pack a hell of a kick.”

“Thanks.” Emma took the chain and wrapped it twice around her wrist, fastening it tightly.

“Do I have anything iron?” Simon looked around wildly, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small metal figure of an archer. “This is my D&D character, Lord Montgomery —”

“Oh my God,” said Isabelle.

When reading we don’t fall in love with a character’s appearnce. We fall in love with theie wards, their thoughts, their hearts, their mistakes and their flaws. We fall in love with every aspect of their souls.
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“Why am I still single?” I whisper as I sit in the house, in my pyjamas, surrounded by books