Somebody on Tumblr just said she wished there were more Simon Snow excerpts, and I remembered that I ended up cutting and changing a few of the epigraphs — so there are a few extra.
Here’s one! It’s from Carry On!
“Do you know, that when we were kids, they’d sing us songs about you?”
“They did not,” Simon said, throwing an apple at Baz.
Baz caught it and took a bite. “They did,” he said with his mouth full. “Comes, he comes, the Mage’s Heir, with blade of fire and golden hair.”
Baz had a steady, warm singing voice.
“How did they know I was coming?” Simon muttered. “I didn’t even know I was coming.”
“Comes, he comes, the Mage’s Heir,
And should evil meet him there,
The blood will flow, the world will know,
Our just and handsome,
Blue-eyed, winsome,
Lovely, blushing Mage’s Heir.”
“You made that last part up,” Simon said, feeling his cheeks burn.
Baz laughed and took another bite. “I made that last part up.”
Before I read the final book, here are my Very Serious bingo predictions
Brb, I need to reread about a chaotically mouthy runaway with the survival instincts of a literal goldfish that finds his high-key disfunctional, yet loyal and trusting, family through a sport he has more love and dedication for than, like, his own life.
Evil creature Ianthe Tridentarius 🤲
Will be over analyzing GUTS through the lens of my own poor decisions and self-deprecating regret, thank you very much.
For my friend ❤️ You’ve written such a beautiful story.
Do yourself a favour and take a read. I assure you will not regret it.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/56316268
growing up in the ninth house
In preparation for The Golden Raven, here’s my little Bingo prediction cards.
(One of these are more serious than the other.)
What if Agatha was ace?