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“Destiny is just the inevitable result of choice, from the choices that came before us to the choices we make. They are a river that can only flow in one direction.”

“I’m Cheyenne,” the girl in the center said. She turned to Marie. “And I recognize you too. I didn’t at first... your hair, your eyes... they’re different. But you’re Marie? The girl... with Knox.”

Knox’s eyes flashed quickly once to the side, just over Syd’s shoulder. Then they met his again and Syd read something else in them. Mischief. He saw in the reflection of Knox’s eyes, a doorway open as a doctor came into the room, a flash of daylight behind him. A way out. The choice was Syd’s. He could give himself up for the cause, set all the proxies free, and extract the most destructive revenge imaginable on the wealthy of the Upper City. Or he could run and change nothing and live.

“I’m gonna go find Chey,” Knox said. “I need some of what she’s holding.” “I hear you.” Nine smirked. “Be free, young man! Fly like a whatever!” “Master the intellect! When in the course of human events!” Simi called.

I've got a lover, a love like religion. I'm such a fool for sacrifice.

when you’re in love with your best friend and telling him would hurt more than keeping your mouth shut

"the guardians are here,” knox said. he grinned and then he pulled syd’s face to him, pressing their lips together.

Syd took his hand off Liam’s side, wrapped his fingers around Liam’s hand against his cheek, held it, closed his eyes.