it’s about a girl who’s destined to kill her true love with a kiss, a boy with a life-and-death obsession with hunting a dead welsh king, a boy who thinks he is not enough, who is the eyes and ears to a magical forest, a wounded boy who can dream things to life, a smudgy boy, a toga party. it is about three brothers and deadbeat parents and teachers who want to kill you, it is about how far they’ll go to get their answers, it is about sleeping trees and a house full of psychics, it’s about loving people so deeply you’ll never get the chance to even think about life without them. it’s about trust and bees and being gone and being remembered and phone calls late into the night and kissing ghosts for practice. it is about orange lipstick, ravens, clawing someone’s eye out, it is about orange camaros and mint leaves and cereal boxes where floor should be. it is manic, it is all-consuming, it is gut wrenching in the best way and lovely and it is being murdered outside your house on a hot afternoon (your favorite son finds you).
