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  1. Public Bookmark 1

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    Smutty apple picking with Alice and Julia.

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    24 Sep 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 1

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    Quentin gets a hug and feels safe.

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    24 Sep 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    3 times Quentin beat Eliot at push and one time he didn’t

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    24 Sep 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 36

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    Between slipping grades and an explosive break-up, Quentin's first year at Brakebills was coming to a miserable close—and that was before the Beast attacked. Now everyone's cancelling their summer plans to join in the fight against an existential threat, Fillory is both real and much deadlier than in the books, and it turns out Quentin sucks as much at battle magic as he does at everything else. As the war drags on, dying in battle starts to seem like the best possible outcome, the answer to all his problems: one shining moment of glory, and then he's finally free. It's a foolproof plan—until he wakes up and has to do it all over again.

    (Or: An action movie about wanting to die, with time loops.)

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    11 Sep 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 23

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    Holy fucking hell. It really is him.

    “Eliot,” he says, mouth hanging open as he registers the radiant white robes, a shimmering pattern of gold vines twisting and cracking across the diaphanous fabric like lightning. What the fuck is he wearing? He looks like—like a—

    “You—you’re a—” Quentin’s eyes snap shut, as though reality might reshape itself into something that actually makes any fucking sense when he opens them. Nope. No such luck. “You’re a priest.”

    Silence stretches a chasm between them until, finally: “I’m not a priest.”

    (After surviving the monster, Quentin and Eliot drifted apart. Five years later, Quentin ventures into the Fillorian wilderness to find his old friend.)

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    11 Sep 2021