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[calipha-shahrzad]

@booksociety’s All By Myself Event: The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

“Tell me what it’s like. The race.” What it’s like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and strongest of what is left from two weeks of preparation on the sand. It’s the surf in your face, the deadly magic of November on your skin, the Scorpio drums in the place of your heartbeat. It’s speed, if you’re lucky. It’s life and it’s death or it’s both and there’s nothing like it.

[oldnorseisa]

Adam Parrish - The Magician

[adriata-archive]

1.7k celebration: sean + puck for @fireflyangelxx

“Sean," I say, and he turns. I take his chin and kiss his lips, hard. I'm reminded, all of a sudden, of that first day on the beach, when I pulled his head from the water. 

"For luck," I say to his startled face. (insp.)

[arthurian]

Sean Kendrick  ⟶ Happy belated birthday, Lauren @adriata

In the sea, Corr’s clumsiness will disappear, his weight cradled by the saltwater. I don’t want to say good-bye. I blink to clear my vision and reach up. I pull off his halter. The ocean is his love and now, finally, he’ll have it. I back out of the surf. 

There’s a thin, long wail. Corr takes a labored step away from the November sea. And another. 

He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me.

[caebeswatr]

                                    we are dreamers • listen here

[calipha-shahrzad]

FAVORITE BOOKS ✿ The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

I think, just then, that this is why Norman Falk asked for Sean to be there. Not because he was the only one who could perform the ritual. But because Sean Kendrick, looking like that, is the races, even if no race was ever run. A reminder of what the horses mean to the island — a bridge between what we are and that thing about Thisby we all want but can’t seem to touch.

[kerahs]

being Adam Parrish was a C O M P L I C A T E D thing.

[calipha-shahrzad]

@dailyreading Event Two: Fictional Places You Want to Visit

— Thisby, The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

“It’s about wanting,” I say eventually, after some considering. “The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it’s less about wanting, and more about being.”