In school, we learned about the world before ours, about the angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands.
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The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.
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“I’m never getting better, Mare. I’m never going to feel better. I can’t let her hope for that, not when I know it’ll never happen. Do you understand?”
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All too well, Dad.
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I cannot slip. Not now, not ever. I’m one of them. I’m special. I’m an accident. I’m a lie. And my life depends on maintaining the illusion.
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And even sparks burn.
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Revolution needs a spark,
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He saved me, he brought me home, he broke the rules for me. And he’s a merciless soldier, the heir to a bloody throne.
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She’s beating us without firing a shot or drawing a blade. Words are all she needs.