Цитаты из книги Lost Souls

She was too tired to open her eyes: her eyelids were weighted with sand.

Steve was looking morbidly interested.
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"You want to?"

He thought, No way. I don't want to see any band that came out of that closet. .., we'll do anything but see poor dead Ashley Raventon's lovers playing at some club on Decatur Street.

his hands clawing at his hair. "I can't wait. I'll go crazy."

"Nowhere else to go.

Soon there were tombs on all sides of him,

That made him feel even more stupid,

You might see their souls, but they won't always want you to be their mirror.

Bela Lugosi might be dead, but the deathers would keep him alive in their hearts forever.

No, oh no, that wasn't what I meant to do,

Did the shadows beneath his eyes grow paler? Ghost put his fingers out to touch those shadows, to try to capture them under his fingernails, maybe put them in his mouth and swallow them.

"Come on to bed," Steve said. "It's almost morning.

Arkady might as well have said

Back when things were simple.

The moonlight smudged crescents of shadow beneath his eyes. With his fingers he had combed most of the tangles out of his hair, <…>limp with the dirt

And there was no one else. Not until now, not until this nervous magical Ghost-child with the pale blue eyes, the ragged clothes from some fantastic thrift shop, the translucent hair that fell across his eyes as he slept.

Strength vibrated from him.

his clothes hung from him like rags on a scarecrow,

Steve's eyes shone crystal-bright in the dark.

But beneath those was something new, something Ghost hadn't caught from Steve for a long time. A vibration more than a scent. A tremor that thrummed the air between them, turned it electric, webbed it with white crackling lines of energy.