Julia, 21, I Like to read, very much, I Also like Supernatural, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, InkHeart Series, Narnia, Alex Cross Series, Dexter, Anne Rice's Work, Sherlock, Dr. Who, Elementary, American Horror Story, Grimm, Criminal Minds, Vampire Diaries, Victorious, The Secret Circle, Once Upon a time, etc. (:
Petition to remake the movie adaption of Inkheart, make it a trilogy and make it awesome not shitty. Also to keep Paul Bettany as Dustfinger cause lets face it he was perfect for that role and still is.
“Who said anything about killing?” growled Basta as he closed the cell door behind him.
Dustfinger retreated as far as the stone coffin. “Ah, you were thinking of adding a few more decorations to my face?” He was almost whispering. There was something else in his voice now — hatred, scorn, rage. “Don’t expect it to be so easy this time,” he said softly. “I’ve learned a few useful tricks since then.”
“Have you indeed?” Basta was standing barely a pace away from him. “And what may they be? Your friend fire isn’t here to help you. You don’t even have that stinking marten.”
“It was words I had in mind.” Dustfinger placed a hand on the coffin. “You see, the fairies have taught me how to lay a curse on someone. They were sorry for my cut face, and they knew how bad I am at fighting. So… I curse you, Basta — I curse you by the bones of the dead man lying in this coffin. I’ll bet there’s no old priest in it now, but someone you disposed of. Isn’t that right?”
Basta did not answer, but his silence was more eloquent than any words.
She stood there so long that Dustfinger eventually closed his eyes so as not to have to look at her, but then he heard her weeping and his face turned hot with shame. He stood there without a sound, his back to the tree trunk, waiting for Meggie to go back to the house. But she still didn’t move. At last, when his legs were quite numb, she turned like a marionette with some of its strings cut and went back toward the house. She was no longer crying as she passed Dustfinger but she was wiping the tears from her eyes, and for a terrible moment he felt an urge to go to her, comfort her, and explain why he had told Capricorn everything.