None of that is supposed to matter. But somehow, it does.
Ally Condieat first when the rain fell
from the sky so wide and deep
it smelled like sage, my favorite smell
I went up on the plateau to watch it come
to see the gifts it always brought
but this rain changed from blue to black
and left
nothing.
it's Ky's move. In the quiet before the Ky takes his turn, Xander watches him carefully. Ky's hand hovers over the board. For a moment, as he holds the piece in the air, I see where he could put it to win and I know he sees it, too, that he planned the whole game for that last move. He looks at Xander and Xander looks back, both of them locked in some kind of challenge that seems to run deeper and older than what's happening here on this board.
Then Ky moves his hand and puts his piece down in a spot where Xander can eventually overtake him for the win. Ky doesn't hessitate once he places the piece; he sets it down with a solid sound and leans back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling. I think I see the slightest hint of a smile on his lips but I can't be sure.
My words never last long. I have to destroy them before anyone sees them. But. I remember them all. For some reason, the act of writing them down makes me remember. Each word I write brings me closer to finding the right ones. And when I see Ky again, which I know will happen, I will whisper the words I have written in his ear, against his lips. and they will change from ash and nothing into flesh and blood.
Ally CondieCada minuto que compartimos con alguien le da parte de nuestra vida y nos da parte de la suya
Ally CondieMots clés vida
Let me believe in this, all of this, and you believe it too. (Ky Markham)
Ally CondieI couldn’t sleep all night,
worrying that I’d gotten you in trouble. I care about you.
Our time together feels like a storm, like a wild wind and rain, like something too big to handle but too powerful to escape.
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Lightning. Once it has forked, hot-white, from sky to earth, there is no going back
Ally CondieMots clés life-lessons
Dreams don't smell or sound as strong as this.
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