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hello loves. so i read on catherine fisher's q&a that she's beginning to think she should write a 3rd book to follow sapphique ...
i reckon that this might be the effect of many people asking and wishing for a 3rd one, amiright?
Women have an inner wisdom and an inner life that is different from men. Female power is an inner power. Men have an outer power and it’s probably wrong that a lot of the men we see depicted in film are all muscular and stronger than average. It would be nice to see them in a different way.
Saoirse Ronan photographed by Fabrizio Maltese for The Hollywood Reporter from the 2013 Toronto Film Festival
Do you guys know where the name of the Prison [ INCARCERON ] came from?
If you translate the word imprisoned to Latin, it'll translate to in carcerem.
Bet that's where Catherine Fisher got the name.
You’re in for a world of hurt.
john or jared?
Two choices for her to choose between. Shouldn’t be that hard, right? Except for the fact that her choices were her father or her tutor. Two important men in her life.
A sigh slips from her lips as she began to pace around the room, one hand on her hip as the other scratched her head, ruffling her blonde locks that used to be fixed in a regal manner. Alys would be so mad after all the hard work she did with my hair, Claudia thought but she quickly pushed that thought away. Thinking about that kind of nonsense was ludicrous and irrational when you’re asked to pick between two people who helped you become what you are today.
John Arlex, the Warden of Incarceron. Her adoptive father who stole her from the Prison— that Hell— and brought her up to become the crown queen of the Realm. Had he not taken her, she wouldn’t be wearing silk gowns, have many maids nor many pets. But alas, look how she ended up; the ends of her gown were tattered, the Realm but a squalor, and her whole home a wreck. All that was left that he gave to her was intelligence and power.
But Jared. Master Sapiens, one of the best the Academy had … he taught her about the stars, the kings, history, Incarceron. He gave her knowledge about their world and this Era. But most of all, he taught her how to care and love. He taught her to how to hope, dream, fight, care, and love.
Hope to be free. Dream about the future. Fight for what was right. Care for people. Love your precious ones.
John Arlex made her a queen. Jared Sapiens made her a human.
And unlike Queen Sia who was cold, cunning and smart, Claudia hoped, fought, and cared in the end. Didn’t she when she hoped for something better other than marrying Caspar? When she fought for her home? Defended it? When she tore that wedding dress? When she panicked and searched in vain for Jared when she learned he was missing?
Claudia would be a queen, yes, but not like Sia who was without a soul. Humans had a soul. Claudia had one.
And in the end, a soul weighs more than intelligence and power.
What more, someone you’ve spent a lot more time with was much more than someone who was only there when they had visitors of when there was a celebration. Jared was always there for her, since she was five.
A smile crosses her face for a split second before it vanishes as a single word escapes her lips.
“Jared.”
So excited to find an Incarceron blog! This series does not get nearly enough love.
ooc------ why hello! hm-mm, welcome to my incarceron fandom and rp blog! happy to meet another person who’s part of the fandom!
but at least we give it love. and those who haven’t read it are clearly missing out something wonderful tbh
ya literature meme | 8/8 otps → Finn and Claudia (Incarceron)
“Only the man who has known freedom Can define his prison.”
If you read a great book, or see a really good film, they can change the way you view things. It’s the quality of the things you invest in that’ll add to who you are. Saoirse Ronan
BEYOND THE third landing the stairs were cluttered with bird droppings. They were certainly real. She picked her way through, groped along the corridor to the bend, climbed another three steps, and came to the iron-barred door. Grasping the ring, she turned it softly and peered in. "Jared? It's me."
The room was dark. A solitary candle burned on the sill, its flame guttering in the draft. All around the turret, the windows had been rolled back, in a disregard of protocol that would have given Ralph kittens.
The observatory roof rose on steel beams so narrow, it appeared to float. A great telescope had been wheeled to face the south; it bristled with finderscopes and infrared readers and a small flickering monitor screen. Claudia shook her head. "Look at this! If the Queen's spy sees this, the fines will cripple us."
- Catherine Fisher’s Incarceron, Chapter 4 p. 45
It’s a ѕα∂ тяυтħ
that the people closest to us
are the ones capable of causing
us the most
「 p a i n 」
NOTHING HAPPENED but a white light. When Claudia opened her eyes, they stung; her sight was watery, and small dark spots floated there for a minute, dimming the walls of the cell.
It was certainly a cell. It stank. The smell was so strong, she retched and then tried not to breathe again, the reek of damp and urine and rotting bodies and straw.
The straw was all around her; she was sitting in it, and a flea jumped out of it into her hand. With a hiss of discuss she jumped up and shook it off, shivering and scratching.
So this was Incarceron.
It was just as she'd expected.
- Catherine Fisher's Incarceron, Chapter 30 p. 388
★ INCARCERON DREAMCAST l John Arlex ► Alan Rickman ↳”I can not make Incarceron obey me. No one has done that for centuries. The prison rules, master. I have no power over it.” -John Arlex (Warden of Incarceron), Incarceron Pg. 423
