After you jumped off the bench, Scott...

[tenel_ka]

There's a very long pause while he watches the smoke from his cigarette rise out of the lamp's beam and disappear. When he speaks again, his voice is dry, flat and certain. "Daddy cut deep."

She opens her mouth to say something conventional that will put an end to this discussion (all kinds of warning bells are going off in her head, now; whole banks of red lights are flashing), but before she can, he goes on.

"Anyway, that's not what you want to ask. Ask what you want, Lisey. Go ahead. I'll tell you. I'm not going to keep secrets from you -- not after what happened this afternoon -- but you have to ask."

I WANT TO MARRY SCOTT LANDON. D: AND HIS SAYINGS. AND HIS BOOKS. AND HIS HAIR. AND HIS UNDERTAKER'S SUIT. AND HIS WIFE.

After I finish the rereads of the other two Myst books (finished Atrus yesterday -- Atrus and Catherine are so absolutely precious it hurts, dude) I'm totally rereading Lisey's Story... and Bag of Bones......... and Duma Key.

Heeeeeeheeeeeeee~


(oh oh oh and it's so horrible whenever The Book of Atrus mentioned Catherine's black hair and green eyes I was like, "lol chick kyp/zekk/jag")