You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.

Catherynne M. Valente


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I'm a monster," said the shadow of the Marquess suddenly. "Everybody says so."

"So are we all, dear." said the Minotaur kindly. "The thing to decide is what kind of monster to be. The kind who builds towns or the kind that breaks them.

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Yet humanity could not conceive. It tried and tried, and called mighty wizards from every corner of its earthly kingdom, but no child came. Many mourned, and said that a child was a terrible idea to begin with, ...

Catherynne M. Valente

Tag: artificial-intelligence



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Here’s something I bet you don’t know:
every time someone writes a story about a dragon
a real dragon dies.
Something about seeing
and being seen
something about mirrors
that old tune about how a photograph
can take your whole soul. At the end
of this poem
I’m going to go out like electricity
in an ice storm. I’ve made peace with it.

Catherynne M. Valente

Tag: stories dragons



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Don’t you ever feel
like you’re just
a story someone is telling
about someone like you?

Catherynne M. Valente

Tag: stories



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Koschei, Koschei,” she whispered. “What would I have been if I had never seen the birds? I am no one; I am nothing. I am a blank paper on which you and your magic wrote a girl. Just the kind of girl you wanted, all hungry and hurt and needing. A machine for loving you. Nothing in me was not made by you.

Catherynne M. Valente

Tag: koschei marya-morevna



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Slowly, without taking his eyes from hers, the man in the black coat knelt before her. “I have come for the girl in the window,” he said, and his eyes filled with tears.

Catherynne M. Valente


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Death hath no dominion.

Catherynne M. Valente


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Men die. It's practically what they're for.

Catherynne M. Valente

Tag: death gallows-humor



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In future days you will call John Mandeville a liar, and my shade will laugh at you and say: true, true, I was, but not always, not so. When the world was good enough in my sight, when it behaved as wildly and gorgeously as I always knew it could, I told the truth of it.

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