"Every new promise was like something heavy I had to carry, with no place to put anything down."

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September did not want to feel for the Marquess. That’s how villains get you, she knew. You feel badly for them, and next thing you know, you’re tied to train tracks. But her wild, untried heart opened up another bloom inside her, a dark branch heavy with fruit.

— Catherynne M. Valente