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328 pages, Hardcover
First published January 13, 2015
🌟so what is this book about?
There’s a monster in our wood. She’ll get you if you’re not good. Drag you under leaves and sticks. Punish you for all your tricks. A nest of hair and gnawed bone. You are never, ever coming… home.
🌟THE CHARACTERS:
Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself.
I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.
We love until we do not. For us, love doesn’t fade gradually. It snaps like a branch bent too far.
Well fine, then. I could send you out to win my favor. Possibly on a quest involving bringing a large mug of coffee and a doughnut. Or the wholesale slaughter of all my enemies. I haven’t decided which.
🌟 OVERALL:
I love you like in the storybooks. I love you like in the ballads. I love you like a lightning bolt. I’ve loved you since the third month you came and spoke with me. I loved that you made me want to laugh. I loved the way you were kind and the way you would pause when you spoke, as though you were waiting for me to answer you. I love you and I am mocking no one when I kiss you, no one at all.
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Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself.Seriously, how does Holly Black create such bone-chillingly wondrous books time and time again?
There's a monster in our wood.And despite all that, Hazel loves Fairfold with every fiber of her being. Despite its wild and twisted ways, Fairfold's magic has swept her up and into its clutches...
She'll get you if you're not good.
Drag you under leaves and sticks.
Punish you for all your tricks. A
nest of hair and gnawed bone.
You are never, ever coming...
Down a path worn into the woods, past a stream and a hollowed-out log full of pill bugs and termites, was a glass coffin.The town is famous (in part) due to the horned boy with pointed ears in the glass coffin. Generations have played on and around his coffin but the boy has never aged and never moved. Until now
SUBVERTING TROPES AND BLENDING BINARIES
CHARACTERS YOU HATE AND LOVE
TENSION, FEAR, AND CLAUSTROPHOBIA
Down a path worn into the woods, past a stream and a hollowed-out log full of pill bugs and termites, was a glass coffin. It rested right on the ground, and in it slept a boy with horns on his head and ears as pointed as knives.
It turned out that no matter how far you fall, there's always a lower place.
Come now, my child, if we were planning to harm you, do you think we’d be lurking here beside the path in the very darkest part of the forest?
Down a path worn into the woods, past a stream and a hollowed-out log full of pill bugs and termites, was a glass coffin.
Once, there was a girl who found a sword in the woods.
Once, there was a girl who made a bargain with the Folk.[•••]
Once, there was a girl who vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forgot herself.
🎶 There’s a monster in our wood
She’ll get you if you’re not good
Drag you under leaves and sticks
Punish you for all your tricks
A nest of hair and gnawed bone
You are never, ever coming—
Home. 🎶
be careful what you wish for
Lords and ladies who walk unseen,
lords and ladies all in green,
three times I stamp upon the earth,
let me in, green hill that gave me birth.
Hazel, Hazel, blue of eye. Kissed the boys and made them cry.
Hazel never cried. She was forged from iron; she never broke. No one was tougher than his sister.
Anyone who offers up their heart on a silver platter deserves what they get.
“How do we start?” Hazel said.
He looked down at her, lashes dusting his cheek when he blinked. “Any way you like. We could hang out after school. We could write each other long letters. You could send me on some kind of quest to win your favor.”
Every child needs a tragedy to become truly interesting.
Forgive me. I grew up on my father’s boasting about the superiority of my people, and although I have listened to your kind for decades upon decades, it still hasn’t chased out all my worst habits of presumption.
Once, there was a girl who made a bargain with the Folk. She vowed she would save everyone in the world, but forget herself.
Things didn’t end well.