Prophecy is a tricky thing, I have learned, full of edges and secret meanings and mischief. Prophecy can feel like the betrayal of a dear friends, the disappointment of a lifetime, the hope of a nation.
Rae CarsonThat queen of yours played me like a vihuela, didn't she?
Rae CarsonI knew someday you would realize your worth. Your worthiness.'
I shake my head. 'Oh Ximena, he was right to choose me but not becuase of my worth...You, Cosme, Hector...were already willing to be heroes. But I would have done nothing, become nothing, were it not for this thing inside me. So you see, God picked me becuase I was unworthy.
Until recently, I believed all horses were alike. They’ve been giant, four-footed animals with ugly dispositions and alarmingly large teeth for so long that it’s a bit startling to notice how different they are from each other. Mara’s mare, for instance, is a chestnut bay except for a wide white blaze down her nose that makes her seem perpetually surprised. My huge plodding mount is a dark brown near to black creature, with the most unruly mane I’ve ever seen. Her shaggy forelock covers her right eye and reaches almost to her mouth.
Mara’s mare head-butts her in the chest. Grinning, Mara plants a kiss between her wide, dumb eyes, then murmurs something.
“Have you named her?” I ask.
“Yes! Her name is Jasmine.”
I grimace. “But jasmine is such a sweet, pretty flower.”
Mara laughs. “Have you named yours?”
“Her name is Horse.”
She rolls her eyes. “If you want to get along with your mount you have to learn each others’ languages. That means starting with a good name.”
“All right.” I pretend to consider. “What about Imbecile? Or Poops A Lot?
Stichwörter: horses mara elisa
Peace is such hard work. Harder than war. It takes way more effort to forgive than to kill.
Rae CarsonStichwörter: peace war forgiveness killing
Mara hurries over and takes my hands. "Er, congratulations on your pending nuptials?"
I whisper, "He'll be so angry when he learns I have engaged us without his knowledge.
I don’t care if it’s Twilight or Fifty Shades or War and Peace - Never let someone make you ashamed of what you love to read!
Rae CarsonStichwörter: love-to-read
We'll carry you for a bit. It's our turn.
Rae CarsonJust... resting eyes. Heal me tomorrow. If I'm not..."
Belen slaps her awake again.
"I hate you," she says.
"Yes," he agrees solemnly. "For years now.
I cover his hand with my own: "The Champion must not waver," he says in my ear. "Yea, though SHE pass through the shadow of darkness, SHE shall not fear, for God's righteous right hand shall sustain her and give her new life triumphant.
Rae CarsonStichwörter: young-adult-fantasy
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