“Because you wasted so much time on me, you made me feel very important.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupery, Le Petit Prince
Elizabeth wiped the tears from her face and began quoting,
“The days are dark, the ocean surrounds.
My fate is unseen, my fate is not ground.”
The Guardian joined her.
“For God orders all, I am just a mist.
Hovering still, waiting for bliss.
The dark hides me well, my heart longs for light.
I live by this creed—it is all for the bright!”
Olivia smiled, happy her friend still remembered the old poem.
“Ainsling—do you still believe in the red string?”
The Red Knot, Chapter 26, The Recognition
The other file stared back at him. Threats.
The file was thick. It mostly contained empty claims, but every threat to E.C.C.O. was investigated. The paperwork was ridiculous. There were a few red-flagged threats—ongoing investigations. The two biggest threats at present were the Freedom Restoration Movement and the mysterious Guardian.
–The Red Knot, Prologue
“This thing-a-ma-jig says it will be close to three hours. Better get comfortable and put on that hat like I told you earlier or you’re going to have some serious sunburn.”
T-bone scowled and reluctantly stuffed a fisherman’s hat over his thick head of dreads.
–The Red Knot, Chapter One, The Vision
“Remember, wisdom is attained by three methods: first, by reflection, which is noblest; second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third, by experience, which is the bitterest.”
A story of friendship and loss, The Baiji involves young Ai Bao and her best friend in the whole big wide world, Shu Rui, a girl with a beautiful smile and a weak heart. During the Spring Festival, the girls venture on a ferry ride over the Yangtze River, hoping catch a glimpse of Ai Bao’s favorite animal, an endangered species of river dolphin called the baiji. Will Ai Bao see the rare dolphin or is the baiji gone forever?
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“Yeah, maybe. Let’s talk about something else. Are you done with your swatch, Ainsling?”
Ainsling held up her square of knit work, the third attempt at reaching the correct gauge. She laid it down and set a special ruler over it to count the stitches horizontally and vertically. Finally, she got gauge!
“Cool! So, if I follow the instructions, it will be a perfect fit, right?”
Many of the knitters around them giggled.
Ainsling looked at them quizzically.
“Well, that’s not always how it works out, but it’s the best way to aim for the goal. Knitters strive to get gauge but—I know I’ve said it before and I will say it again—knitting keeps you humble,” Ellen chuckled.
-The Red Cloak, Days of the Guardian Vol. 2
“What are you talking about? Who’s coming?”
“I can’t tell you. But they want the Guardian. Bad. I tried to get her attention, tried to get her to come to The New Remnant. Why didn’t she come? I did a terrible thing, Li. Now I can’t sleep without hearing his cries. “
The Red Knot, Chapter 6, The Dream-Come-True
Ellen answered her Com. It was midnight. Only one person would be calling her at this hour.
“Hello,” she whispered. There was silence on the other end. “Any news?” she asked urgently.
“The girl is at Griffin’s clinic now. Her surgery is scheduled in eight weeks.”
“I will be waiting for instructions.”
“They will be given. I thank you on behalf of the Guardian.”
“It is my honor.”
-The Red String, Chapter 4, The Lessons
F.R.M. President Glenn Masterson was restless. Usually after a few shots of vodka, he went right to sleep. Not tonight. He tossed and turned until he couldn’t take it anymore and gave up trying.
The world was about to change. How could he sleep?
The Red Knot, Chapter 18, The Knowledge of Good and Evil
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