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the second secret was perfect in its concealment. ronan did not say it. ronan did not think it. he never put lyrics to the second secret, the one he kept from himself.
but it still played in the background.
Sayfa 4
A secret is a strange thing.
There are three kinds of secrets. One is the sort everyone knows about, the sort you need at least two people for. One to keep it. One to never know. The second is a harder kind of secret: one you keep from yourself. Every day, thousands of confessions are kept from their would-be confessors, none of these people knowing that their never-admitted secrets all boil down to the same three words: I am afraid.
And then there is the third kind of secret, the most hidden kind. A secret no one knows about. Perhaps it was known once, but was taken to the grave. Or maybe it is a useless mystery, arcane and lonely, unfound because no one ever looked for it.
Sometimes, some rare times, a secret stays undiscovered because it is something too big for the mind to hold. It is too strange, too vast, too terrifying to contemplate.
All of us have secrets in our lives. We’re keepers or keptfrom, players or played. Secrets and cockroaches — that’s what will be left at the end of it all.
In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.
“I can’t believe Noah didn’t stick around to help.”
“Sure you can. Never trust the dead.”
there are three kinds of secrets. one is the sort everyone knows about, the sort you need at least two people for. one to keep it. one to never know. the second is a harder kind of secret: one you keep from yourself. every day, thousands of confessions are kept from their would-be confessors, none of these people knowing that their never-admitted secrets all boil down to the same three words: i am afraid.
Sayfa 1
Derisively, Ronan said, "No. The ancient Greeks didn't have a word for Blue."
Everyone at the table looked at him.
"What the hell, Ronan?" said Adam.
"It's hard to imagine, " Gansey mused, "how this evidently successful classical education never seems to make it into your school papers."
"They never ask the right questions," Ronan replied.
"Ronan," Noah said, "I have a super bad feeling."
"It's called being dead," Ronan replied.
"That's the sort of joke that's only funny if you're alive."
"Good thing I am."
"For now."