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The Treasured One (The Dreamers #2) Iced (Fever #6)

And tell him thank you—for walking that dark path with me back to the light.

Mrs Ali glances around the room; she can sense something is up, looks from face to face. She stays.Class, today I want you to think about something: the importance of connecting with what you put on paper. Take our friend Mr Red Breast, here. See the care, the connection; it takes an ordinary moment and moves it beyond, makes you be better than you are, finds the artist within. The communication between you, and your subject, yes? Give and take. How you see your subject, in a way nobody else can.

The Last Continent (Discworld #22)

And he stands back, so he is with us: all eyes are on Phoebes sketch. Everyone, together, studying the drawing. The robin that trusted her, hopped closer and closer. Phoebes smile as she sketched, murmuring at the robin, him chirping back. Seconds tick by: to a minute of silence, then two.He shakes his head sadly, and returns to the front of the class.Today, draw something or someone you care about, that makes you feel something; feel anything. Good or bad, I dont care. Go! Get started.

The Dead Zone

He slumps at his desk. Movements begin around the room; small, unhurried. Paper smoothed. Pencils, charcoals selected. All as if waking from a dream, a trance.I lean over crisp, white sheets. Out of the corner of my eye I track Mrs Ali. Hers are thoughtful, puzzled; she departs.

Gianelli looks older today, the lines about his eyes more pronounced; his skin as grey as his hair. A silent protest at one of his students being taken, but we all know what he did just now, the risk he took. I see him slip a flask out of his pocket, tilt it into his tea. Then start a sketch of his own.

Without thought or question, I use my left hand. Turned in my seat a little so I can see the door, in case Mrs Ali comes back.Kasper Abbott, Ember Holmes, Simon Bohlin, and the names of so many others I had seen nearly every day in this town. So many lives that could never be replaced, voids that would never be filled.

Near the bottom, in letters just as bold and dark as everyone elses, was Konstantin Black.A lump formed painfully in my throat. Id been so afraid that nobody would know that Konstantin had died to protect the kingdom, or be aware of all the things hed done to aid in this battle. I had been terrified that I would be the only one who mourned him.

Bloodmagic (Blood Destiny #2)

But now everybody would know. For generations, people would see his name, and know that hed died a true Kanin hero.Linus continued his speech, telling Doldastam how he planned to honor the dead by giving the kingdom new life, but Id heard all I needed to. I got up quietly and snuck away from the crowd, walking out of the town square.

I hadnt made it very far when I heard Ridleys footsteps behind me. The cobblestone streets were empty, since everyone was at the celebration, and I turned to face him.His chestnut hair was slightly disheveled, and he brushed it back from his forehead. Hed left the top buttons of his shirt undone, the way I liked it, but his rabbit amulet was still missing. As soon as the fighting ended, hed stepped down from his position as Överste and Rektor.

Whats going on? His dark eyes were filled with concern as he looked down at me.Ive spent enough time thinking about the dead lately, I said honestly. I need a break from it. I think I just need some time to think about the future and try to feel optimistic again.

I get that, Ridley agreed. The last few weeks have been so dark, you need to start looking for something bright.Where you heading now, in search of your something bright?

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