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"To the girl
who reads by flashlight
who sees dragons in the clouds
who feels nearly alive in worlds that never were
who knows magic is real
who dreams

This is for y'all"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"She wept considering she did non know what she wanted, and considering she wanted everything."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of current of air and forest—and she tells us stories, such stories that nosotros wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. she reminds us of what nosotros used to exist.

She reminds us of what we could be."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"At that place's no such thing as living happily always later — there's only living. We make the choice to do it happily."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"if you're reading this volume, then y'all're besides that child reading by flashlight and dreaming of other worlds. Don't exist scared of her, that inner Dazzler, or her dreams. Permit her out. She's you, and she's me, and she'due south magic. In that location'southward"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Fairy tales are about lessons. Those who are virtuous and true are rewarded, while those who are wicked and greedy are punished."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"I volition call you Beauty, for that is what you are."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"We curse everything, for we are cursed, and we have no artillery to shelter her and no lips to press to her hair and to a higher place all no words to tell her that we know loss and nosotros know pain and if they were monsters nosotros could fight we would have slain them in her name long ago like the heroes of old. But nosotros are not a hero. Nosotros are cursed."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"We thought too much.
Because while hatred is a burn only man feels, he does not detest the fauna that comes in the night. Mankind fears information technology, fights information technology, drives it off, but he does non hate it. No one hates the deport, he wolf. They don't hate the wind or the snow. They don't hate the death.
They detest each other."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"All of it—for this. Leading us to a door nosotros can't open, a countersign nosotros don't have."
― Meagan Spooner, These Broken Stars

"Burn down cannot hurt u.s.. And yet, when we light her a lantern, there is a moment as we sentinel the wick flare in the darkness-a moment in which I desire to impact the flame. Just to run into if I can however be burned."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Because I thought I couldn't be happy until I went dwelling, and so I thought I couldn't be happy until I came back."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"BEAST She calls you Fauna, for that is what you are. And Dazzler. The surprise is not the compliment, not the truth, that she is beautiful. The surprise is non that we wish to help her. The surprise is non fifty-fifty the electric warmth that rises at the sound of her phonation, fifty-fifty when she is shouting. The surprise is how much I long to hear her call me, merely once more, Ivan."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Her thoughts came to life in the stillness of the wood, nurtured by the air and the scent and the vividness of it."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"I don't want to be kept condom! I don't desire to have someone constantly trying to keep me from tripping on my own incompetence. I desire to live in a world where I know the rules, where people are merely people. Not one where they go on trying to swallow me. That's the reason I left the metropolis in the first place. I don't want to be kept, not by anyone."
― Meagan Spooner, Skylark

"The song wanted. Information technology wanted in the fashion Yeva had always wanted, wanted not so much a thing as everything, something across naming, something more than than, different, deeper. It was the want that kept her from saying yes to Solmir, though he offered her everything she could take named aloud; information technology was the desire that brought her to the forest each solar day, the want that filled her dreams of some other life, something across what others desired; information technology was the want that screamed to the sky that she'd give everything, all of herself and all she'd ever exist, to live one moment of that other life, the one she could non explicate, not even to herself."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"It has been and so long since we have heard a voice that was not screaming."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Who are yous to say that being a lady, in itself, is not its own kind of war."
― Meagan Spooner, Sherwood

"You disapprove," she commented. "Considering I'yard a girl?" "No." The voice paused. "Females are oft the best hunters. They must provide for the young and survive when the males are as well decorated posturing to do and then. But this is non the way with humans." "Humans?"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Speaking of wishes, who wished for a man who would love her for her skill?"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Then while I dedicated this book to myself, it's also defended to you. Male person or female, young or erstwhile, if you're reading this book, so you're also that kid reading by flashlight and dreaming of other worlds. Don't exist scared of her, that inner Beauty, or her dreams. Let her out. She's you, and she's me, and she's magic.
In that location's no such thing as living happily ever after—in that location'due south but living. We brand the option to do information technology happily.
Yous are the Firebird. And in a higher place everything else, I'yard near grateful for y'all."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"How do you know this story?"
Yeva's breath caught. "Because it'southward my story too," she whispered. "Because I thought I wouldn't be happy until I left town to live in the wood, and so I thought I wouldn't be happy until I could chase every 24-hour interval, so I thought I wouldn't be happy until I avenged my male parent's death. Because I spent a year in an erstwhile castle with the young prince and the gray wolf and I thought I couldn't exist happy until I killed them both, and when I did, I wept harder than I ever accept in my life. Considering I thought I couldn't be happy until I went dwelling house, and and so I idea I couldn't be happy until I came back."
"Because I thought the reason I'd always felt then restless was considering I was meant for magic," Yeva said softly. "That if I could fix the story, that if I rescued the young prince and the gray wolf and I plant the Firebird and I held in my hands everything I'd ever wanted, I would live happily e'er later on."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"We always know before the modify comes. When a storm approaches, we feel it in the thickness of the air, the tension in the earth awaiting the blanket of snow. We experience the moment the current of air changes direction. We sense a shift of power when it is coming. Tonight"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Writer's block' is just a fancy way of saying 'I don't feel like doing whatsoever work today."
― Meagan Spooner

"There were maybe 30 or forty of them—nothing to how many were in the ruined library—but these had been cared for, protected and preserved against the years. And though they showed wear, cracked spines and corners rubbed such that the dye had faded, it was the kind of wear from use, the wear her ain family unit's books had shown before they sold them. These books were read, many times. These books were loved. The"
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"I would have kept y'all safe,' he said.
I closed my eyes, forcing the tears down my cheek to break against the dam of his fingers.
'I know."
― Meagan Spooner

"She was and then tired, after all - tired of fairy tales and magic and empty castles, tired of wanting and then intensely that she didn't know what she wanted."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

"Grief, thought Marian, was not the melancholy mourning of a loss, non the long and dwindling ache that ballads sang of. It was forgetting, and remembering, once more and once more, an endless serial of slashes, each equally violent and sharp as the final. It was execution by a m unlike wounds, it was haemorrhage to decease so slowly that you are certain it will never end, that you will suffer this torture for eternity, long subsequently your natural life has ended. Y'all are Prometheus, and instead of your liver, the eagle is tearing out your heart."
― Meagan Spooner, Sherwood

"We always know earlier the change comes - just nosotros never know what the change will bring."
― Meagan Spooner, Hunted

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