#ohbrekker

Jesper: “Wouldn’t it have been hilarious if I just flew back like balloons do when you pop ‘em? Can you even imagine? God. Just. Do it again, pretend the first time didn’t happen. Come on. Please”

She recalled that feeling of connection, of feeling tied up in this web of raven boys and sleeping kings and ley lines.

"Pick one," Kaz said as he vanished into the night, thoughts already turning to thirty million kruge and the crew he'd need to help him get it. "They're all true enough.” 

“a silk-eared puppy in a room full of fighting dogs”

A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep. In dreams you will lose your heartaches. Whatever you wish for, you keep.

“Where do you think the money went?” he repeated. “Guns?” asked Jesper. “Ships?” queried Inej. “Bombs?” suggested Wylan. “Political bribes?” offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. “This is where you tell us how awful we are,” she whispered. He shrugged. “They all seem like practical choices.” “Sugar,” said Kaz. Jesper nudged the sugar bowl down the table to him. Kaz rolled his eyes. “Not for my coffee, you podge. I used the money to buy up sugar shares and placed them in private accounts for all of us—under aliases, of course.” “I don’t like speculation,” said Matthias. “Of course you don’t. You like things you can see. Like piles of snow and benevolent tree gods.” “Oh, there it is!” said Inej, resting her head on Nina’s shoulder and beaming at Matthias. “I missed his glower.” “Besides,” said Kaz, “it's hardly speculation if you know the outcome.”

“thanks for the straight teeth, then,” adam replied.