All Trees After Rain

inspired by @renissance​’s creations

Gansey thought of one hundred things that he could say to Adam about how it would be all right, how it was for the best, how Adam Parrish had been his own man before he’d met Gansey and there was no way he’d stop being his own man just by changing the roof over his head, how some days Gansey wished that he could be him, because Adam was so very real and true in a way that Gansey couldn’t ever seem to be. 

“i was here. i exist. i’m alive, because i bleed.”

Both of the boys were unsettling-

I can’t explain how much I love them. I’m going through The Raven Cycle again and I love how every page I read feels like being pulled in a dream.

“Opal, could you get Adam? He’s working on his car.”

In honor of Adam Parrish’s birthday today, have a paragraph from the manuscript I’m editing.

insp. [x]

BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR MY FAVORITE PERSON, WIFE O MINE, THE MOST BEAUTIFUL @greenmantle ♥♥♥ LOVE UI hope you had the best birthday you deserve the world. This year I have Ronan, Opal, and Chainsaw visiting Adam at college. :)

The second secret was perfect in its concealment. Ronan did not say it. Ronan did not think it. He never put lyrics to the second secret, the one he kept from himself. But it still played in the background.

“There is no good word for the opposite of lonesome. One might be tempted to suggest togetherness or contentment , but the fact that these two other words bear definitions unrelated to each other perfectly displays why lonesome cannot be properly mirrored. It does not mean solitude, nor alone, nor lonely, although lonesome can contain all of those words in itself. Lonesome means a state of being apart. Of being other. Alone-some.” ― Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue

Everything already in place: the retired hit man currently sleeping with Maura; his supernatural-obsessed ex-boss currently sleeping in Boston; the creepy entity buried in rocks beneath the ley line; the unfamiliar creatures crawling out of a cave mouth behind an abandoned farmhouse; the ley line’s growing power; the magical sentient forest on the ley line; one boy’s bargain with the magical forest; one boy’s ability to dream things to life; one dead boy who refused to be laid to rest; one girl who supernaturally amplified 90 percent of the aforementioned list.

In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.