Though Blue felt that Noah must’ve been the one to write the first word on the glass, in her head she had pictured him having a body while he did it… On the glass, the word took shape. MURDERED. It began another word. There was not enough space left between the D and the new word, and so the second word partially obliterated the first. MURDERED. And again, again, again, across each other. MURDERED. MURDERED. MURDERED. The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read. Until it was only a window into an empty car with the memory of a burger on the passenger seat… Stepping forward, leaning over the hood of the car, Ronan pressed his finger to the windshield, and while they watched, he wrote: REMEMBERED.
“You can be just friends with people, you know,“ Orla said. "I think it’s crazy how you’re in love with all those raven boys.”
Orla wasn’t wrong, of course. But what she didn’t realize about Blue and her boys was that they were all in love with one another. She was no less obsessed with them than they were with her, or one another, analyzing every conversation and gesture, drawing out every joke into a longer and longer running gag, spending each moment either with one another or thinking about when next they would be with one another. Blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn’t all-encompassing, that wasn’t blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. It was just that now that she’d had this kind, she didn’t want the other.
Murdered. The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read. Until it was only a window into an empty car with the memory of a burger on the passenger seat. “Noah” Gansey said, “I’m so sorry”. Blue wiped away a tear. “Me too”. Stepping forward, leaning over the hood of the car, Ronan pressed his finger to the windshield, and while they watched, he wrote: Remembered.
Oh wow. Unfollowing and unstanning him. I liked him for his transportation and possession abilities but I just found out he was pushed out of a window and didn’t die.
I thought this was about Bran from Game of Thrones
