oh hey the rhymed

For every story where you kiss her; there is a story where you don’t. There is a story where you tell her everything, there is a story where you tell her nothing, there is a story where you stand in front of her with blood on your hands and all you can tell her is that you’re sorry.

The best stories are the oldest ones, the ones stitched into the fabric of the universe, told again and again across worlds and throughout galaxies, with every ‘once upon a time’ piercing it anew. You fall in and out of love with her across the long stretches of time and space, your paths interweaving and intertwining, crafted by the alignment of the stars, by the cold hands of fate, by distant, faceless authors with the power to transform you from ruin into rapture and back again.

Not every ‘once upon a time’ is paired with a ‘happily ever after’. The beginnings change, the endings alter, and only the gods know what may happen in between. You are no god, but you do know this:
there is not a single story in which you do not love her.

In this one, she falls from the sky; in that one, she looks up at the stars. In this one, she is standing beside you; in that one, she is a thousand miles away. In this one, you tell her you love her. In that one, you don’t.

In this story, you leave her. In the next one, you stay.
—  may we meet again | e.j
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10 days and counting: Orphan Black is back (oh hey, that rhymed!) with Season 3 on Saturday, April 18, and of course we can’t wait, and of course we made a booklist because it’s been so long between seasons…so here is that booklist! 

If you’re a fan of the show and/or a fan of futuristic fiction, try these books:

  • Archetype, by M.D. Waters
  • The Lost Girl, by Sangu Mandanna
  • The Adoration of Jenna Fox, by Mary E. Pearson
  • Never Let Me Go, by Kazuo Ishiguro
  • The House of the Scorpion, by Nancy Farmer
  • What’s Left of Me, by Kat Zhang
  • Perfected, by Kate Jarvik Birch
  • Cain’s Blood, by Geoffrey Girard 
  • Beta, by Rachel Cohn

“H-hello?” Oh, no no no. This wasn’t right. Last thing she remembered, the whole lodge had burst into flames and people were asking them all sorts of questions… but she didn’t wake up in her bed. Her face still stung and her heart dropped to her stomach as she looked around the corner of an unfamiliar place. “… Sam? Chris? If this is some kind of stupid joke… this isn’t funny.”