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morganofthewildfire · 2 years

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After The Rain - Chapter 7

The Train

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“Come on!” The little girl giggled, gesturing to the boy behind her. They were running along the hallway, escaping from the big bad enemies that’d just caught them spying. It was her favorite game to play, spies, and he always liked to play it with her too.

Her mama said it wasn’t real, but she was just being a spoilsport. She’d heard Aedion use that word one, though she didn’t know quite what it meant.

It didn’t matter anyway. Her best friend was with her, and that’s all that did matter.

After turning a corner, she finally slowed to a stop, peeking back around to see if they were still being chased. The boy stopped next to her, breathing heavily from the run.

“I think they’re gone,” she whispered, wiggling her bare toes on the marble floor. Her mama didn’t like her running around barefoot all the time, but she didn’t like her shoes. They were so tight, she couldn’t run in them. Her mama didn’t listen when she said that, just said she wasn’t supposed to be running. Not inside at least. She had to be a little lady, but the little girl didn’t want to grow up quite yet.

“What does this mean, Rhoe?” The little girl heard her mom’s voice reverberating down the hallway, and she realized that she and the boy had ended up near her papa’s office.

“It’s a threat,” her papa said, and she frowned at the way he sounded. She wanted to give him a hug.

“Gods,” her mama cursed. “How did you even get involved with a man like Ioan Jayne?” Who was that? She glanced over at the boy, but he looked just as confused as her.

“I didn’t,” her papa replied. “Someone in the company did, and now Jayne is trying to use this little influence to clamber up to more money. Like always.”

“Well, we can’t give in,” her mama said, and the little girl frowned. “But we can give this to the police.”

Her voice seemed to be moving closer, and the little girl didn’t have time to move before her mama was exiting the room, looking surprised as she spotted the two children nearby.

“What’s wrong, mama?” The little girl asked, and her mama just painted a smile on her face, stepping towards them and crouching down to be at eye level.

“Nothing, Fireheart,” she said, brushing a piece of her hair back. “Why don’t you two go run along to the kitchen? I think the cook has a treat for you.”

The little girl’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she looked over at the boy, who was looking back at her with the same expression.

She’d be a grown up at some point, but for now, she could just be a kid.

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She was in utter darkness. There was something scratchy covering her eyes, and no matter how much she tried to claw at it, she couldn’t remove it. Maybe that was due to the way her arms were bound, maybe that was due to the hands on her, clawing at her dress and her legs. She was being pulled backward, struggling and kicking as she was rolled in her stomach.

Hands roughly pawed at her body, and she panted for air, suffocated by the sickening stench in the room. The stench of death. The stench of the body next to her, filling her senses and draining her entire essence into nothing. Nothing but utter doom.

They’d been so close. They’d been so close. But it was futile, and too late, and now he was paying the cost. Not her, but it should’ve been her. It should’ve been her.

She gasped for air, her heart beating painfully as she was lifted up by her bound arms, the rope hung to a hook, keeping her uncomfortably slung into a sitting position. She still couldn’t see either, the blindfold covering her eyes.

She’d been unable to move no less than fifteen minutes ago, whatever drug she’d been forced immobilizing her. But she could certainly feel everything now.

“This’ll teach you what happens when you try to leave,” a sharp voice she didn’t recognize hissed in her ear, and there was nothing she could do as her dress was ripped off, leaving her in her underclothes. She kicked at the culprit, shouting expletives, but he didn’t try anything more, leaving her hanging there. Alone.

She panted, fighting the ache in her body as she shook her head, trying to loosen the blindfold enough to see. She could hear the distinct sound of a body being dragged across the stone, his body.

There was shuffling, so much shuffling and noise, a creaking of a door opening and then being slammed shut. And then she was really alone.

Until the door creaked open again, and slow footsteps sounded her way. She shook her head again, managing to get the blindfold to slip a little bit down her nose.

She was fighting to see anything as a hand slowly dragged up her bare leg. She shifted, trying to fight it off, blinking to try and clear the eye that was slightly peeking out of the blindfold. But the hand gripped her thigh tightly, pressing it against the concrete with bruising force.

“Fuck you,” she spit, even as her hands were dropped from where they were held, still tied together, but leaving her crashing on the floor. It jostled her blindfold again, and she was able to see just enough to see above her. And the sight made her want to vomit.

It was -

“Celaena!” Rowan’s voice broke through her dream, and she gasped as her eyes shot open, finding him right by her bed, wild concern in his eyes. His hand was on her arm like he’d been shaking her awake, and she blinked rapidly, panting for air.

Her unfortunately short nightgown (she could thank Cairn for that) was once again stuck to her with sweat, and she shakily wiped at her eyes.

“Sorry for waking you,” she said, her voice croaky, making her wonder if she’d been shouting in her sleep. Rowan didn’t move, staying crouched by her side.

“Don’t apologize,” he said, furrowing his brows. His hair looked messy from sleep, his eyes puffy like he’d woken up from a fitful sleep to wake her from a fitful sleep. “Are you alright?”

Her eyes slowly dropped to the hand still on her arm and he seemed to sense her discomfort, removing it from her skin. She stared at the place where it’d been, before slowly glancing up to meet his gaze. There seemed to be genuine concern in it.

Celaena cleared her throat, glancing away and sitting up in the bed. Her sweaty hair was glued to her neck, and she lifted a shaky hand to smooth it away. Her braid was coming apart, and she felt the sudden urge to fix it, to pretend like something in her life wasn’t falling to pieces.

But she didn’t have any of her stuff.

Frantically, she pulled at her hair with her fingers, trying to untangle the sweaty clumps with her also sweaty hands. Needless to say - it wasn’t working well.

Rowan shifted where he knelt, pulling a comb out of his traveling bag. Celaena took it without words, running it through her long hair. It tugged at several points, but she just kept ripping it through, not stopping until her hair was smoothed through. And then she braided it quickly, tying it with the ribbon she’d abandoned earlier.

“Thank you,” she said hesitantly, giving him the comb back. Her hands were still shaking. That’d been twice in only two days that she’d had a nightmare about that moment. That horrible, earth-shattering moment.

Probably because of where she was going.

That brought into sharp recall who was bringing her there, and she stiffened. Sure, Rowan was a mystery, a seemingly kind mystery, but he could be just playing her. He could turn out exactly the same. He could be laughing at her internally as she accepted his words, his comb.

She had to be stronger than that.

“You can go back to sleep,” Celaena dismissed, nodding to the armchair in the corner. Her gut twisted a little as she realized how uncomfortable it likely was. But that wasn’t her problem - he was legitimately kidnapping her.

Rowan pursed his lips, hesitating, but nodded and stood up carefully.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” He asked, stepping back toward his chair. It was a lie, but Celaena just nodded. It wasn’t his problem anyway.

“I’ll be right back,” she rasped, pushing herself to a shaky stand. She had to brush past him to get to the bathroom, and the brief contact made her tense. She half-expected him to try and follow her, he probably had to always have some sort of watch on her, but he just stayed by his chair, letting her go.

In the bathroom she braced herself on the tiny sink, squeezing her eyes shut. And then she turned on the faucet, splashing cold water on her face. And then she glanced up at herself, at her pale and splotchy face, her messy hair, her dead eyes.

She allowed herself one minute to break, a small sob escaping her as she covered her mouth with a hand, squeezing her eyes shut. But when that minute was over, she scrubbed at her face and straightened, smoothing her expression.

Celaena didn’t look at Rowan as she reentered the tiny room, immediately heading for the bed, laying down and pulling the sheets back over herself. She acted like she was falling back asleep, but facing away from him her eyes refused to close, staring at the wall instead.

She already knew she wasn’t getting any more sleep that night.

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celsardo · 4 months

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𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖚𝖇𝖇𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖆'𝖘 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓, it was not an upbringing that celaena had grown into. when king havilliard slaughtered millions in his own plight for power, celaena's parents, two nobleheads, fell victim to his brutality. celaena had just been eight years old when she had awoken in a pool of her parents' blood, and it had stained her skin in ways that no water could wash. weeks later, the starving and nearly frozen to death child was found by arobynn hamel, a leader of a ring of assassins who took celaena under his wing. he wasn't a paternal figure, but he taught her how to survive, despite his methods being brutal. when he realized her left hand was weaker in combat than her right, he told her to break her right hand or he'd do it himself. so, that night, she slammed her right hand in a door and broke two bones so she could learn to be ambidextrous. he taught her how to slip from any bindings by letting her stay on the ground for days in her own filth until she figured out how to escape. this sort of training led her to become known as andorra's assassin despite her young age, the deadliest assassin in the small country nestled between france and spain.

by the time she was sixteen, she had gained the attention of one of andorra's most dangerous crime lords, ioan jayne, who sought out celaena and the one person who meant the most to her -- sam cortland, her first love. sam had accepted a contract to kill jayne and his right hand, rourke farran, so that he could use the money to start a life with celaena. however, the mission went terribly wrong as sam was captured and celaena was baited into the trap, where she was forced to watch sam die the worst, most agonizing death she can recall ever seeing. blinded by rage once she was rescued, she returned to get revenge on farran, but she was intercepted by authorities and thrown into the salt mines, one of the many prison camps amongst andorra.

most people only survived the death camps for a few months at a time, but celaena was too stubborn to die. she kept her head low except for one particular night. one night where she snapped and barreled through guard after guard. it was the ninth anniversary of her parents' death, and she had her eye on the escape. did she think she'd get there? no, no. but death would be an equal blessing. she had just barely kissed her fingers to the edge of the mines when she was dragged back down, laughing wildly as she faced her punishment.

she kept her head low for months to come after that, her frame thin and malnourished, when the king's guard came for her. she was selected by the crown prince dorian to come to the glass castle, where she would soon learn she was to compete against twenty three other dangerous figures in andorra ( all men, of course ) to be the king's champion. she had negotiated her freedom with dorian. if she won the competition, then she would work for his father for four years before she would be granted total freedom. as far as the court was concerned, she was not celaena sardothien, andorra's assassin. that would put a target on her back. so, she gained a pseudonym, lady lillian gordaina, in order to give her the best fighting chance in the competition.

the competition wasn't easy, especially in the final trials where she learned that the largest competitor, cain, was cheating to find gains for himself. he nearly bested her, but she ended up coming out on top. she served king havilliard for four years ( often playing him by exchanging information from his targets before letting them change their name and escape with their lives, robbing sick houses to present body parts for the king ) before she was given the freedom she had worked hard to earn.

now that she's earned her freedom, celaena is exploring europe with a large question mark in her mind. she has an apartment in the slums of andorra from before she was taken to the mines, but the salary she was given for her work won't last forever, so for now, she's taking on freelance assassin jobs in order to maintain a warm place to sleep at night and food in her stomach while she works to find her purpose in this new lease on life.

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deathcherries · 3 years

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Sam: *couldn't find Celaena*

*someone screams*

Sam: there she is

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iwillwalkthroughthefire · 4 years

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Aelin (with backup vocals from Lysandra and Elide): He had it comin’! He had it comin’! He only had himself to blame! If you’d have been there, if you’d have seen it, I bet you you would have done the same!

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highladyof-erilea · 3 years

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C.O.D.E.N.A.M.E.S. - chapter one

First chapter of my Throne of Glass x Agents of SHIELD crossover...hope you enjoy 😊

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Celaena Sardothien was one of the world’s best assassins. Of course, no one knows that. The only thing that they do know is a name. And her reputation. Looking back on it, the start of her reputation could’ve been better, but it’s grown so much that she is on the top ten of every most wanted list, including INTERPOL’s. Thing is, they have no idea what she looks like. Or even that she’s a she.

At the moment, Celaena was on one of her best missions yet. If she completed this, she was sure that Arobynn would finally bring her into his inner circle. They got all of the best missions, paid the most, but the best of it was the fact that they got to know everything. And she means everything. If Celaena wanted to even have a chance at finding out what happened to her parents, she needed to get there.

“I have eyes on the target.”

-You are a go to proceed- The response crackled through Celaena’s ear. Taking a deep breath, she took aim on her target. To anybody else, he looked like any 9-5 worker with a family and two dogs. But too Arobynn, and everybody else that worked for him, he was one of their biggest competitors. His name was Ioan Jayne and he was trying to take all of Arobynn’s clients. Of course, they were too scared of what would happen to them if they strayed from Arobynn to ever leave him, but still. He was trying to steal their business. And you never cross Arobynn Hamel.

Distracted momentarily, Celaena turned her head when she heard something rustling behind her. Shaking her head, she turned back around and looked back through the scope. It was probably just the wind. Still, it had Celaena on her toes. It was never just nothing, but Celaena was too focused on the task in front of her to take any mind to it. Taking a deep breath, and recentering on her target, Celaena clicked off the safety. Just as she was about to pull the trigger, she heard the release of a safety and a cold barrel pressed against the back of her head.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t pull that trigger.”

>>>chapter two

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comingoutofthecauldron · 6 years

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If Sam Didn’t Die That Night

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Sam Cortland had one more job before he could taste freedom, with the girl he loved at his side. Or so he thought.

Because that job hadn’t gone well for Sam. He had played with a psychopath, and now the psychopath wanted to play with him.

For hours, he had lain on a table, trapped in the dark basement of the owners of The Pits, because he was a fool. A stupid, lovesick fool, blinded by hope and preoccupied by bliss. For hours, he had been cut and brutalised and tortured, enduring pain so agonizing he forgot his own name. But never hers. It was his constant, his last tether to reality.

Celaena.

A knife cut across his collarbone, blood seeping out in its wake, following like acolyte follows their master. His screams echoed, calling out for a girl who wasn’t there.

Celaena.

He held on, wouldn’t let himself black out. He didn't dare stare at the face above his, bloodstained and grinning like a child with a new plaything.

Celaena.

But then the pain stopped. It left, the sound of receding footsteps reverberating around the empty basement. He heard stairs creak, and then nothing.

He knew, then and there, who it was.

Celaena.

She was here. No, no, no.

Everything hurt. Everything bled. But he forced himself to move, forced his muscles to comply. Slowly, ever so slowly, he shifted himself to the right, closer to the edge of the table. A groan, more pain, and again he moved.

It was progress, but it was slow. Too slow. He had to save her, had to get to her. Finally, he reached the edge. He used every muscle, every part of his protesting body to push himself up. He managed to lean on his elbows, a start, when something began to fill the air. A strange smell. Sam realised too late what it was.

Gloriella.

He collapsed, the poison taking over, as he fell off the table onto the floor. He didn't register the pain, even as he felt someone throw him over a shoulder. Their face must've been masked, protecting them against the gloriella.

He wanted to fight, to struggle, but his body was no longer his. The poison was in full effect. They carried him into some sort of meeting room, where in the corner of his eye he spotted the dead body of Ioan Jayne.

What was going on? What was happening? Where was she?

The masked figure dropped him, rather ungracefully, on the floor, his head at eye level with someone’s feet. No, not someone’s feet. Her feet.

Celaena.

Oh, Gods, tell me she isn’t dead.

Unfortunately, the gods answered his prayer. Sam was helpless as he watched Rourke Farran crouch beside Celaena, running a finger over her face as he said something Sam couldn’t hear. Celaena lay unmoving, a victim to the gloriella, but Sam knew, in his heart, she wasn’t dead.

He wanted to scream, to roar. But most of all, he wanted to save her. He wanted not only to save Adarlan’s Assassin, but the girl he loved. Beautiful, confident, passionate Celaena. What he wouldn’t give to hear her laugh again, to see her smile.

He lay on the floor as they carried her to gods knew where, watching her expressionless face as her head rested at an uncomfortable angle, lying over whoever’s arm it was carrying her. A single tear slipped from one of her eyes as she saw him, and Sam had a horrible realisation.

She couldn’t see his face.

She didn’t know he was alive.

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Sam Cortland escaped that building. The gloriella began to lose its effect, and it seemed as though they’d forgotten about him. He clawed his way out, tumbling onto the street, only to have someone catch him, swearing colourfully.

They carried him down the street, but he passed out before he could see where they were going.

For days, he drifted in and out of consciousness, vaguely aware of the two people nursing him back to some sort of health.

It was a week after Sam had seen Celaena’s limp body carried out of the house when he finally regained full consciousness. Every part of him screamed in agony, but he bit down on his pain. He opened his eyes to see a figure with dark hair, pale skin and a brutal scar running down his face.

The figure grinned.

“Well, stranger, glad to see you’re awake. And healing. Although you’ll probably have some wicked scars, not that I’m one to judge.”

“W-Who are you?” Sam croaked.

“Really, that’s the thanks I get? Honestly, if I hadn’t seen how much shit you must've been put through already, I’d punch you for that.”

Sam just stared at the scarred man as he sighed. Neither of them spoke, just stared at each other.

“Do you know anything about Celaena Sardothien?” Sam finally asked, his voice hoarse.

“The assassin? Of course. She’s got a nasty future ahead of her now, that’s for sure.”

“What? What happened? She’s alive?”

The man just stared at Sam for a few moments, frowning. Slowly, he began to speak, “Everyone’s been talking about it, actually. She’s been sentenced to Endovier. If you’re waiting for a job or something, you’re gonna be waiting for a while.”

Sam’s world stopped. Endovier. Endovier. The most brutal slave camp there was. Celaena, his Celaena, in Endovier.

“Why do you want to know?” the man asked.

A beat of silence, then, “Because I love her.”

The man’s eyes widened. He seemed to be thinking, concentrating, when eventually he just shook his head and said, “Well I’ll be. You’re an assassin, aren’t you?”

Sam nodded, only just taking in his words.

“Well then, little assassin, do you want revenge?”

Sam just looked at him. Grief was pouring over him, overwhelming him.

“I want her.”

“Same thing. Tell me, how much are you willing to do to get her? Would you, perhaps, join a rebellion?”

“Anything. I’ll join whatever you want me to if you can free her from that place.”

“Wonderful. Our interests align, you see. To achieve my goal, I must destroy an empire. Your assassin is an added bonus,” the man grinned.

Sam could only stare, and then nod. He didn't care if empires fell, or if kingdoms burned. He just needed Celaena.

“Let’s get acquainted. I’m Ren. Ren Allsbrook.”

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Sam joined that rebellion. He fought tooth and nail for it. He devoted his life, his everything, to the cause. He heard about Celaena Sardothien’s participation in the king’s contest. He organised meetings with Princess Nehemia Ytger. He heard about her becoming the King’s champion, but no one ever let him near her. It would ruin their plans, they told him. Wait, they said.

And wait he did. Even when Celaena started to communicate with Archer Finn, he waited. And then, in a scuffle on a street near the Assassin’s Keep with some city guards, one of them—a young woman seemingly from the Southern Continent—trying to keep the peace, Sam Cortland was stabbed.

His fellow rebels fled the street, leaving him to bleed out alone, thinking only of his assassin, his Celaena, whom he would never lay eyes on again.

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Della Davidson Elementary School Honor Roll – First Quarter 2017-2018

Principal’s List (All A’s) Abraham, Luke Elias Adams, Catherine Archer Adams, Indaniya A’myani Albadry, Malak Mohamed Alderson, Michael Rel Alford IV, John Warner Allen, Hardy Vinson Amidon, Annabelle Kristin Anderson, Chloe Ryan Baeshen, Norah Ruth Beard, Bradley William Belk, Rylee Erin Bell, Valerie Denise Blackburn, Collins Brantley Blackwood, Donald James Bodie, Eden Brooks Bouldin, William Maxwell Bowling, Poppy Katherine Bragg, John Lawson Brasell, Thomas Murry Burkes, Avery Jane Burlaka, Anna Campbell, James Bryan Carlisle, Dylan Cerny Carr, Sophie Anne Chambers, Chi Tianna Tameko Chavis, Ruby Maude Chen, Winnie Clark, Hudson Truett Colby, Andrew David Collums, Paisley Isabelle Cooper, Adam Michael Cormack, Madison Leigh Cowgill, Benjamin Garrett Curry, Nilydia Nicole Dale, Lake Reed Denevan, Brody Patrick Edlin, Lydia Catherine Embry, Mamie Caldwell Farese, Alexa Perry Feltenstein, Liza Kimbrell Ferguson, Jordyn Armani Fortyz, Xander Bryce Franks, Addison Elise Fruge’, Benjamin Guy Gandhi, Sanya Manish Gary, Walker Edmond Giles, Harris Fisher Gray, Sadie Alan Green, Mary Bea Greene, Isabel Faye Hale, Mary Elena Hall, Hayden Zackery Hamilton, Judson Silas Hill, Jordan Amir Hipp, Abigail Laura Houston, Zaria Mau’Ja Hyneman, Howard Povall James, Calvin Larry Jang, Jun Jones, Eleanor Claire Jones, Molly Caroline Jones, Sawyer Reed Kariuki, Claire Ng’endo Kava, Luseane Keskin, Adem Keskin, Sibel Elizabeth King, Eleanor Anne Knef, Ava Grace Knight, Evan Dewayne Koestler, Andrew Preston Kosko, Garrett Alexander Kovachev, Martin Evgeni Laporte, Kenton James Lauzon, Kimberly Madison Levy, Lillian Vera Lewis, Julia Slade Lowery, Ellie McCay Luber, Charlotte Allen Lynch, Breannah Danielle Lynn, Tate Alden Mason, Katherine Mims McGinness, Alexandria Eve McLellan, Elizabeth Rose Meyer, Logan Charles Milton, Henry Tucker Moore, Andrew Taygen Moore, Russell Paul Morales-Romero, Brittany Michelle Morgan, D’Nijha Danielle Morris, Wyatt Bryan Myers, Carter Lewis Nemesek, Jackson James Nichols, Kelling Elizabeth Nordstrom, Katherine Crenshaw Odom, Streater Bliss Oliver, Leecie Bella Overby, Hogan Ryan Oyler, Henry Chadwick Pan, Raymond Park, Jinseo Patel, Rishi Rakesh Payne, Peyton Rowe Pegues, Madison Renae Percy, Phinizy Davis Percy, William Strong Perry, Anna Reed Pettis, Jerkeria Amyai Phillips, Preston David Putt, Harrison Gage Rainey, Elijah Edward Rajesh, Saishri Reeder, Ella Grace Reynolds, Madison Nicole Rhodes, Mary Helen Roane, Kathryn Annette Robbins, Michael Anderson Roberson, Ann Lillian Robinson, James Barrett Robinson, Rachel Lynn Rogers, Chanijah Makaila Santiago, Krizhan Wynn Tubale Schuesselin, Nancy Elaine Shaw, Zoe Elizabeth Shelton, John Mack Sherman, Gracie Jackson Sherman, Olivia Cate Shinall, Trevor Dean Shipman, Samuel Aylon Sisk, Trinity Ja’Kiya Smith, Anna Prescott Smith, Collier Elizabeth Smith, JoAnna Maize Smith, Zander Kade Snider, Kylie Anne Stein, Michael Anthony Mack Steinriede, Eleanor Catherine Still, Michael Banks Sullivan, William Russell Tatum, Cohen Hux Thompson, William Wright Toms, Pearce Pegram Tosh, Amanda Claire Trout, Davis Walker Turner, James Talmadge Turner, Sullivan Catledge Urbanek, Evan Harper Van Every, Thaxton Delane Vaughan, Graham Thomas Vega, Isabella Leigh Vincent, Ari Levi Wadlington, Keirra Lynn Waldrop, Cameron Lee Waldrop, Elise Ann Waller, Andrew Hinton Warrington, John Patrick Weaver, Dorian Jacob White, John Wilson Wigginton, Aubrey Mae Wiley, Lorelei Kathryn Wilfawn, Claire Kamryn Wilkes, Alice Gardner Williams, Ellen Kate Wilson, Loughran Samantha Woo, Yewon Youngblood, Cameron Layne Zinn, Dequan Montez

Teacher’s List (All A’s & B’s) Adams, Olandria Lashea A’layshia Agnew, Andrew Laster Alhusban, Ghaith Ali Amaya Hernandez, Noeli Nicole Anthony, Joshua Cole Armstrong, Kylan Lashun Arya, Medha Avdiienko, Anatolii Balderama, Ingrid Yamilet Ball, Camden Jace Barnes, Lela Monae Barrett, Aniston Claire Bass, Eden Derartu Beard, Mary Virginia Beauchamp, Luly Anne Bell, Jacob Taylor Bennett, Callie Grace Blackwelder, Jaxon Xander Bogue, Ali Cheyanne Bolton, Parker Elizabeth Bondurant, Stanford James Booker-Wilkins, Mary Kay Booker, Zaniyah A’Leah Booth, Stephen Armand Brannon, Ca’Mari D’Aisha Brannon, Khalisia Anaya Brownlee, Addison Elizabeth Brownlee, Olivia Gracelyn Burrell, David Lee Carroll, Thomas David Cassidy, William Garner Castillo, Yostin Yarid Cayetano, Caitlin Cayetano, Caylee Denise Centellas, Javier Enrique Certion, Kasidy Allyse Chaney, Elliott Chavis, Bazil Major Cockrum, McKenna Renee Cook, Joe Garrett Cowgill, Isabella Katherine Crain, Kennedy Clark Crouch, Campbell Cathryn Crowe, Clara Darden Cunningham, Harper Ray Davis, Brooklyn Landry Davis, Lyric Alexander Davis, Sierra Niquel Denham, Emerson Grace Dennis, Elijah Daniel Ding, Joanna Donahoe, Barrett Hardy Douglas, Grace Adin Downing, Margaret Caroline Doyle, Sean Riley Elhawy, Abdallah Khaled Elhawy, Sohila Khalid Erwin, Parker Thomas Evans, Hunter Lee Feathers, Reagan Leigh Ferguson, Cade Baxter Fields, August Flowers, Marcus Jerome Foster, Nevan David Fountain, Thomas Whittingtion Freeman, Salayah Samere Frierson, Deslyn Reann Gaia, Wesley Stephens Gammill, Brayden Thomas Gilliom, Aryanna Kenise Ginn, Micah Joseph Gist, Grayson Taylor Gray, Parker Thompson Greer, Micah Alexxander Gregory, Kingston Wells Gregory, London Jules Griffin, Clayton Rusty Wayne Hankins, Deangelo Omari Harbin, Mariah Kionna Hardenburgh, Madelyn Brooke Harrington, Sophia Clair Harris, Lainey Elizabeth Harrison, Taylor Matthew Haymans, George Stouton Helveston, Susan Patton Hendrickson, Carson Alexander Herrington, Carter Matthew Hervey, Adaysia Holcomb, Benjamin Cade Hom, Nathanael Ioan Hopper, Jeremy Campbell Hosemann, Sarah Katherine Howell, LaKayla Lauren Maree Huchin, David Alexander Hunt, Kaden Deshawn Hunter, Riley Claire Jacobs, Da’Niya Rena James, William David Jernigan, Maier Dixon Johnson, Hannah Brooke Johnson, William Jay Jones, Makinzi Gabrielle Jones, William Wesley Kelley, Caroline Jewel Kelly, Jasmine Grace King, Emily Katherine Knighton, Cohen Hoyt Le, Ryan Gia Bao Lewellen, Grady Charles Lewis, Allyson Kate Lilly, Lucy Lujie Love, Caroline Grace Lovelady, William Niles Lowe, Nicholas Wallace Luke, Harrison Thomas Maiden, Simeon Rashad Marzouk, Farida Omar Masinelli, Andrew Charles Mathis, Isaiah Contrell Mayo, John Alexander Mayo, William Bradley McCullough, Brody Cole McEwen, Kennedy Brooke McJunkins, Addyson Auraiyana McKenzie, Layton Rose McThune, Deundrea Rowmel Montgomery, Ann Luckett Morgan, Emma Hardin Najjar, Noah Joseph Nautiyal, Riddhi Neely, Robert Myril Nguyen, Phuoc James Thien Nocentino, Gabrielle May Notestone, Nancy Carole Nuon, Ian Cole Oliver, Robert Eli Owens, Chequila Aeisha MyAngel Perez Alfaro, Itzari Perry, Jamari De’Juan Phillips, Antonio Deangelo Pritchard, Serenity Juliet Radwan, Renad Ramsey, Bradley Wayne Ray, Siobhan Julia Reed, Germaine Emmanuel Roane, Braxton Jewell Robinson, Andrea Nicole Robinson, Cory Brandon Robinson, Jada Sha’Mya Rodriguez-Padilla, Stephanie Ross, Elijah James Russell, John Alden Sanchez, Alexander Cash Sankar, Deekshita B Schock, Kennedy Jo Schornhorst, Lillian Hannah Schweigart, Tryston Scott Scoggins, Ethan Sheldon, George Lawson Shepard, Kaitlyn Elizabeth Shoaf, Jack Hamilton Shows, Anderson Grady Sims, A’niyah Jhana’e Sims, Ja’Niyah Zha’Rai Singletary, Jane Anne Sisk, Hannah A’lise Smith, Chase Manning Smith, Ly’Niyah Smith, Zyterrion Spight, Xavion Y’Urijah Staten, Haley Marie Stewart, Rebecca Ann Striplin, Alli Reese Sullivan, Anna Kate Summers, Brady Eli Terrell, Destiny L Tew, Dashiel Cohen Thompson, Mariah La’Vonne Torres, Miguel Angel Travis, Savannah Grace Trimble, Tristan Nathaniel Turner, Cortez Lamont Urbina, Alex David Urbina, Gustavo Ussery, Lauren Addison Walker, James Radford Wallace, Rakerion Rickyus Watts, Kayla Marie Watts, Madalynne E Webb, Colten Joseph Wells, Reid Thornton Westmoreland, Allie Jaymes Westmoreland, Luke Chadwick Wilkins, Jayden Rashaan Wilks, Alexis Makayla Williams, Cooper Marshall Williams, Olivia Louise Williams, Sarai’ Danielle Wilson, Jussyaih Keeyunnah Wilson, Zanija Alexis Nicole Windham, John Colvin Winkler, Lily Anne Woodard, Audarrius Dewayne Yourn, Kloey Lynn Zhang, Grant Ruiyuan

Oxford Intermediate School Honor Roll – First Quarter 2017-2018

Principal’s List (All A’s) Adams, Lily Belden Alexander, Captain Provine Allen, Hylan Gates Arevalo, Luis Angel Bain, Samuel Stewart Baker, Harley Jayne Barr, Nelson Mandrill Berry, Caroline Lillian Bigham, Ann Hunter Boone, Pharis Louise Bourn, Mary Mills Bradley, Taylor Kate Brown, Ajzah Iyuana-Jakia Bruce, Elliot Olen Bundren, Sara Kate Byars, Mary Dale Campbell, Benjamin Marshall Cancer, Zaria Cannon, Ty’Derrius Quavieon Carleton, Carley Gray Carlisle, Connor Hugh Carroll-Gonzalez, Sophia Jeanette Cassidy, Jillian Everett Claassen, Juneau Cohen, Rachel Cohn, Sofia Grace Coleman, Sariyah Mae-Lynn Colley, Megan Elizabeth Collins, Deandre Quevon Cooper, Nathaniel Harry Covington, Blake Elliot Crenshaw, Jacob D Dabbs, Alice Kathryn Dale, Atticus Darwin Daniels, John Swayze Daugherty, Miller Michael Denham, Evelyne Lee Dennis, Jeffrey Brown Dolan, John Henry Dossett-Bridgers, Elsie James Dossett-Bridgers, Lee Tucker East, Ava Lee Edwards, Lucas David Eubanks, Nikki Mae Farese, Luke William Ferriss, Cayden Quin Floate, Wyatt Matthew Flowers, Alexander Harris Foster, Larcen Michelle Fountain, James Michael Frierson, Camaria Calyse Fruge’, Charles Mitchell Fuller, Andrevion Rayshad Gentry, Claire Renae Gililland, Hayden Claire Golden, Quevyn Javion Golmon, William Bradley Goolsby, Victoria Ann Goulet, Gilad Grafton, Carolyn Chase Grantham, Bradley Wynne Gray, Harper Elizabeth Gray, Madeline Elizabeth Greene, Samuel Thomas Greenlee Doty, Georgia Love Hamilton, Taylor Grace Harper, John Andrew Heard, Parker Madison Helsel, Maci Hemmins, Scarlet Virginia Henderson, Susanna Elise Heuer, Sam Robertson Hill, Jack Westbrook Hill, William Maxwell Hilliard, Xaikeese Deontae Hitchcock, Jonas Grey Hollinger, Christopher William Homan, Madeline Taylor Hooker, Anna Elise Houston, Walker Wyatt Hurdle, Ella Beth Ibrahim, Mennah Mohamed Ali Ivy, Jack Whitten Jones, Henry Tucker Jones, Kamari Danielle Jones, Kobe Isaiah Jones, Madison Elizabeth Jones, Zoey Denise Karahan, Elisa Fonseca Kevin, Bridgette Kirk, Benjamin Carter Koestler, Leland Matthew Langendoen, Isabelle Terezija Lawhead, Christine Elizabeth Laws, Edward Knox Le, Michelle T Lowery, Madeline Grace Luber, Miles Atchison Majumdar, Sneha Makamson, Benjamin Joseph Maloney, Brady Michael Mauney, Ellie Katherine Maxwell, Mae Covington Mayo, Ian James McClellan, Ella Catherine McCready, Carson Neal McLellan, Andrews Mitchell Meagher, Mary Lucile Beatrice Mina-Reyes, Gabriel Alexander Monroe, George Henry Moss, Lucy Claire Murthy, Prajwal Narasimha Nagle, Nicholas Ming-Rui Najjar, Adam Alexander Nichol, Thomas Osborn Noel, Mary Grace Notestone, William King Oyler, Cole Madeline Perry, Lucy Clare Randle, Ava Caroline Rayburn, Thomas Harrison Rayner, Lila Elizabeth Reeder, Emma Kathryn Ritchie, Alexandra Ingrid Roland, Elijah Sessions Salau, Fawaz Olaitan Samuels, Charles Kane Sanchez, Tomas Alessandro Schmelzer, Carson Joseph Schmelzer, Catherine Elizabeth Scott, Anne Bailey Scott, Cooper Aubrey Shaw, Annie Cade Sherman, Evelyne Graham Shipman, Mary Margaret Shorter, Addyson Grace Shows, Emily Crawford Smith, Julia Anne Smith, Sharpe Holiman Smith, Sutherland Ross Solinger, Jordan Maxwell Srinath, Navaneeth Stinnett, Brady Patrick Sudduth, Ashley Lorraine Taylor, Janiya B A Tomlinson, Vivian Anne Tschumper, Katherine Mae Tulchinsky, Jacob Tulchinsky, Payton Ann Urbanek, Kaitlyn Sanders Valliant, Wells Gregory Van Every, Everhett Hawkins Vasilyev, Vivian Scott Vega, Sarah Kendall Vijayasankar, Arjun Vo, Binh Quoc Wages, Mallory Jennings Waldrop, Fisher Wells Walker, Ava Taylor Walker, Samantha Daye Walls, Jason Kendrick Weaver, Alana Ann White, Charles S Wicker, Claire Catherine Wigginton, Georgia Gray Wilkes, Carter Broom Wilkinson, William Pratt Williamson, Alice Lindley Wilson, Ava Elizabeth Wilson, Caroline Rose Wilson, Jeremiah Windham, Byron Pearson Windham, Clayton Page Young, Grant Powell

Teacher’s List (All A’s & B’s) Abbott, Carolyn Rose Al-Ostaz, Mohannad Ahmed Allen, Walker Harrison Almutairi, Hanin Anderson, Jakeria Anderson, Seger Cappaert Anjanappa, Saurab S Aquino, Zaiden Allen Arnold, Bailey Reighn Atkinson, Landon Kyle Austin, Mariam Catherine Avery, Kanalu Olamana Baddour, Paul Marion Balkin, Gabriela Analise Banks, Cam’Ron Barry, Brooke Padgitt Barton, Katherine Louise Bass, James Tanner Bean, Z’nyla Amor Belenchia, Natalie Paige Benedict, Anna Lauren Bishop, Margaret Ann Blackwelder, Jagger Anthony Blair, Natalie Elizabeth Blount, Levi Daniel Bombelli, Nicholas Boyas, William Joaquin Brasell, Jane Saxon Brown, Madison Ann Buford, Julian Burleson, Dixie Katherine Burns, Hunter Kylen Busby, Jack Garland Busby, Mary Caroline Buschlen, Keaton Vaughn Buzareiba, Raghad Omran Caldwell, Jordan Austin Campbell, A’Yhuna Nakeyia Carmean, Evelyn Rose Carmean, Jane Reeves Carrington, Glenn Elizabeth Carter, Callie Grace Case, Olivia Linton Castillo-Tabora, Genesis Causey, Jacquelynne Jeanne Edith Certion, M’Layjah Jovian Cerveny, Andrew David Coleman, Nadia Bethanie Cope, John Grayson Cormack, Kennedy Reese Cottom, Leiaidra Mi’Joi Crocker, Timothy Ezekiel Dale, Madelyn Sophia Daniels, Annika Marie Davis, Madison Rihanna Doner, Emileigh Grace Dowling, Larkin Bernini Dudley, Jeremiah Lajordan Ealey, So’Nia Carrie Christine East, Michael Ann Eastland, Hiram C Espinoza, Jayda Sophia Estes, Wesley Brett Farmer, Marjorie Elizabeth Fassinger, Kaden Chase Felix, Matthew Ripken Finner, Christopher A J Flaschka, Max Russell Wolf Flaschka, Mollie Blair Ford, Christopher Ezekiel Fowler, Kathryn Presley Franklin, Thomas Gerald Freeman, Wyatte Holden Fuller, Kardesia Janae’ Gaia, John Wallace Gandhi, Syna Manish Gillis, Lindsey Elizabeth Glenn, Raven Tarrell Dee Green, Ladaejah Jeriah Grem, William Miles Gussow, Shaun David Hamilton, Emma Kathleen Haralson, Hannah Lynn Harrington, Chloe Marie Hazlewood, Margaret Elaine Henderson, Evelyn Lynn Herrera, Alexander Santiago Herron, Kentravion Temelle Hilliard, Akevia Leigh-Ann Hilliard, Ryan Glenn Hillmer, Cailey Nicole Hobson, Breuna Cheri Hodges, Makyah Zaire Horton, Auriana Hyche, Avery Lynn Ibrahim, Zeyad Mohamed Ali Jackson, Elise Ann Jernigan, Patricia Bell Joyce, Colby Richard Jubera, Robert Judson, Braylen Terrell Kamman, Barrett Denton Kelley, Madelyn Kent, Reid Andrew Kimbrell, Elizabeth Rivers Knef, Andrew H Knight, Colton Gray Kosko, Bailey Mullins Landry-Rahaim, Rose Latimer, Sarah Ross Le, Kevin Lewis, Avery Pierce Lewis, Elaina Renee Lewis, Jon Allen Lewis, Samuel Wallace Lovorn, Rowan Elliott Lowe, Jane Claire Martin, Colton Andrew Martins, Pedro Machado May, Olivia Helen Mayo, Cait Frances Mayoral, Braden John McCarty, Tamiyiah MoShay McCollins, Zuri Ayana McCullen, Laura Kathleen McCurdy, Sean Thomas McDaniel, Aden Gregory McElroy, Mattie Elizabeth McMillian, Javien Malachi Mercier, Georgia Rose Metcalf, Zoe Abigail Miller, Ana Mitchell, Ameir Mercedes Montgomery, Elizabeth Stewart Moreton, Anders Morgan, Houston Rivers Morgan, Michaela Lynn Mott, William Ross Munoz-Pascacio, Nathalie Nautiyal, Rishi Ndaruhutse, Boaz Tonto Nichols, William Ray Nordstrom, William Davis Norman, Robert Harrell O’Dowd, Brendan Charles Osborne, Annelise Taylor Parker, Elijah Parsons, Madelyn Yahel Pascacio, Joshten Raul Patton, Nyla Danielle Perkins, Anna Claire Pharr, Luke Benjamin Pruitt, Parker Jude Randle, Ethan Monroe Ray, Layton Ramsey Reed, Virginia Lynn Richards, Benjamin Graham Richards, Elijah Davis Rico, Anna Beatrix Rico, Patrick Finlay Robertson, Rivers Burton Robinson, Chance Robinson, Lillian Grayson Roy, Sam Morgan Samaniego, Alexa Itsallana Saxton, Andrew Martin Schardan, Julian Schock, Landon David Schwaegerl, Lena Charlotte Schweigart, Brenleigh Paige Scott, Nicholas Dane Scruggs, Sydney Kathryn Shoaf, Abby Elliston Sipes, Brooks Sipps, Annabelle Grace Smith, Emaleigh Sosa Rodriguez, Franklin Speed, John Thomas Strum, Madison Grace Swingle, Jack Manning Tallie, Kamayia Tallie, Keon’Taye Da’Shan Tatum, Carlisle Emery Taylor, Avaleigh Renee Taylor, Sovient Zantrell Thigpen, Alicia Renee Thomas, Amelia Walker Toles, Noah Elex Tompkins, Lillie Lizabeth Toney, Deriah Elizabeth Treloar, Davis Alexander Tyson, Tara Nicole Urbina, Natalia Elena Ussery, Reed Fowler Valliant, Rebeka Claire Vaughn, Brinnan Jaynes Vaughn, Makinly Grace Wadley, Amari Latrice Wadley, JaMarion Martavis Weathersbee, Mary Carolyn Elizabeth Webb, Elizabeth Riggan White, Kierstan Marcia Wicker, Bryce Chapin Wiley, Violet Nicole Wilkins, Stella Kathryn Wilkinson, Katherine Owen Wishon, Dylan Lee Wymer, Abraham Young, Kasiyah Kevionna Youngblood, Olivia Ashlyn Zachos, Lucian

Oxford Middle School Honor Roll – First Quarter 2017-2018

Principal’s List (All A’s) Abernathy, Sallie Virginia Addy, Aiden Lamar Alluri, Ajay Varma Amidon, Noah Jared Atchley, Andrew Crawford Austin, Katherine Grace Baggett, Kanesha Latrice Ball, Braden Matthew Barksdale, Brianna Denise Barrett, Lealand Gracie Barrios, Emory Caperton Beauchamp, Mattie Hanks Berry, William Wells Bianco, Catherine Louise Bigham, Brock Thurman Blair, Lydia Helen Bland, Hudson Lawrence Boudreaux, Claire Brewer, Joshua Alexander Brown, Jonathan Campbell, William Hayden Caradine, Miles Milton Emett Carter, Elijah Guy Carter, Joseph Andrew Case, Audrey Davis Cassisa, Carolina Grace Clark, Lacey Katherine Clinton, Nora Dean Cook, Madeline Ellsworth Cooper, Ciara Jo Crawley, Carsyn Swayzie Dabbs, Walker Pace Daniels, Dorothy Grace Davis, Farryn Kennedy Dennis, Julia McQueen Devera, Rowan Hayes Douglas, Faith Ann Dyminski, Thomas Randall Farmer, Sadie Grace Fruge’, Rosemary Katherine Giles, Lucian Witherspoon Goulding, Aidan S. Green, Henry Hasselman Greene, Amelia Lea Greer, Allison Reed Habeeb, Reagan Leigh Harper, Hannah Heard, Kaitlyn Paige Heuer, Everett Bowen Hill, John Bailey Hunt, Addison Marleigh Johnson, Josianna Elizabeth Kang, Mina Karthikeyan, Keerthin Kendricks, John Scott Knight, Ethan Tyler Latil, Jacob Walker Le, Johnson Le, Thu Anh Lewis, Louise Anne Ligon, Charles Thomas Little, Rosemary Elizabeth Love IV, John Clark Maryam, Numa Mathis, Kaylin Jennae Maxwell, James Donald McClure, Jeffrey Williams Miller, Saylie Parker Monteith, Savannah Isabel Bel Moore, Sarah Grace Murphy, Patrick Francis Newsom, William Luke Nordstrom, Benjamin Eli Ormon, Ava Kathryn Patel, Aidan Rakeah Perry, John West Purdom, Kara Elizabeth Ratliff, Charleston Edward Rayburn, Cecilia Reed, Vanessa Nicha Reysen, Ember Noelle Rhodes, Katelin Faith Roberson, Riley Elizabeth Robinson, Grant Wilson Rock, Cassidy Nicole Rubenstein, Zoe Elizabeth Sawyer, MacKenzie Lee Sawyer, Madison Nicole Schmelzer, Callie Grace Sharp, Chloe Anne Shelton, Emma Sanders Shipley, Savannah Harlow Shorter, Ashten Dean Smith, Stratton Holt Steinriede, Anne Walcott Stevens, Heath Michael Stewart, Olivia Ellen Sullivan, Aidan Thomas Sweeney, Connor Patrick Swingle, Molly Caroline Thompson, Ella McKinley Tosh, Ella Kathryn Trujillo, Aaron Michael Valdez, Xavier Edgar Wages, Caroline Grayson Walker, Anna Caroline Warrington, James Davis Weathersbee, Jeremiah Davis White, Avery Hannah Wicker, Sarah Grace Wigginton, Luke Lafayette Wilkinson, John Franklin Hassell Windham, William Thomas Woo, Nathan Kyoungseo Yant, Jane Isabella Zhang, Luke Xi

Teacher’s List (All A’s & B’s) Alexander, Zakeri Alan Alger, Anna Aloia, Jonah Grayson Anderson, James Wilder Arizaga, Genoveva Grace Armstrong, Aubrey Laine Austin, Brooks Crockett Baeshen, Andrew Hesham Bailey, Ramey Elliott Barnett, Evelyn Eliot Barton, Grace Anne Beebe, John Robert Belk, Aiden James Bell, Diamond Kierra Bergeron, Molly Merritt Best, Lauren Elizabeth Bial IV, Joseph John Bishop, Steven Matthew Blaylock, Evelyn Isabella Blount, Hope Davidson Bogan, Ticyana Anecia Renay Booker, Kirsten Ja’Derria Bowling, Adam Miller Brazell, Jessica Paige Brewer, Kaitlyn Emma Bruce, Norah Mary Jane Buchanan, Joseph Thomas Burkes, Anna Sophia Burkes, Delaney Grace Busby, Hattie Elizabeth Buschlen, Ethan Gareth Bush, Levi Matthew Byars, Charles Randolph Cabello, Michael Caldwell, Kalvia O’Nealvea Caldwell, Sparkle Ariel Campbell, Alysia Michelle Carothers, Sharenity Lynn Carwile, William Westmoreland Case, Mary McLauren Childers, Eva Ruth Contractor, Ria Zaksis Cooper, Noah Emmanuel Cope, Aiden Saliba Crane, John Spencer Crowe, Ellen Emerson Dabney, Thompson Daugherty, Amelie Parker Dennis, Ivy Suzanne Dennis, Jackson William Dorrell, Colin Semmes Downing, Stephen Matthew Dunaway, Drue Alexis Elliott, William M Ellis, William Vaiden Enfinger, Jena Brooke Fair, Virginia Ross Brown Fiveash, Jayda Grace Floate, Aidan Mark Freeman, Grace Kennedy Freeman, Samari Shani Fyke, Lola Carter Gaia, Madeleine Barnett Gililland, Joshua Alan Grantham, Robert Sharp Hanbury, Lauren Elizabeth Hardy, Julia Brent Harvey, Michael David Helsel, Mia Claire Hemmins, Jude Owen Henderson, Isabel Morrow Hewitt, Mary Alexandra Hickey, Morgan Hill, Anna Louise Ho, Jennifer Hodge, Claire Elise Hood, Catelin Grace Houston, Audria Aerial Huggins, Lylian Douglas Hunter, Sara Grace Hyneman, Henry Lewis Jacob, Katherine Elizabeth Jo, Samuel Hwanhee Johnson, Luke Daniel Jones, Averie Taylor Kincaid, David William Kirkwood, Ryan Tray’Shawn Langley, Avery Marie Lewis, William Goodloe Lipsey, JaMichael Takyland Logan, Vincent Chase Lowery, Charles Gavin Lynch, Robert Michael Madkins, Sariah Monyae May, Sarah Lynlee McGinness, Arkady Walker McInnis, Taylor McKey, Jude McMillan, Andersen Elizabeth Mercier, Audrey Elizabeth Metts, Linley Ann-Marie Mims, Allyson Rhea Mitchell, Makalah Renea Montgomery, Joel David Moore, Hayden Tyler Moore, Kallie McKade Morarie, Veronica Magdalena Morse, Allie Lynn Mott, Tacie Jane Mullen, Bryce Owen Murphey, Archer Smith Murphey, Webb Smith Norphlet, Elijah JaQuon O’Dowd, Davis Winton Owens, Laila Arquel Pasco-Pranger, Asa James Patterson, Michael Elias Perry, Ada Grace Pettis, Keanna Ne’veah Ponder, Michael Stratton Porcha, Quincy Allen Porter, Sania Loronz Portera, Owen Samuel Radigan, Luke Thomas Regan, Natalie Grace Renfroe, Land Harris Rhodes, William Lawton Riddell, Ellis Walker Robertson, Lane Brice Rogers, Currie Benton Rousseau, Helen Reed Rowland, Margaret Herron Rucker, Tyler JaJuan Russell, Drake Alan Saenz-Lopez, Darlyn Karina Sanchez-Garcia, Carlos Sanders, Blake Lee Savage, Michael Baylor Schneider, Emery Kathryn Schove, John Stanley Seicshnaydre, Elizabeth Lee Sharp, Aaron Shipman, Bella Scott Short, Ethan Andrew Shows, Cashe Newell Shows, Ross Alan Shull, Charles Wallace Singletary, Matthew Ray Skipworth, Tyler Wesley Smith, Alexis Grace Smith, Chaffin Elizabeth Smith, L’Asia Shekendrea Smith, Larrmyne Colton Spears Smith, Lewis Wynne Smith, Zaria Tyanna Solomon, Ross Whitlow Stallings, James Kyle Stewart, Christian Hope Turner, John Preston Vaughn, Jakira Sharda Vaughn, Leona Abigale Waddell, Olivia Ann Webb, Dixon Thomas Webb, Wesley Whitaker, Martha Sutton JiLu Wicker, Addie Elise Wicker, Luke McNabb Wicker, Tyler Kent Wilfawn, Keegan Douglas Wilkinson, Mary Katherine Suzette Winters, Taylor Woodfin, Aiden Scott Yerger, Harlan Yoste, John Geraghty

Oxford High School Honor Roll – First Quarter 2017-2018

Principal’s List (All A’s) Abernathy, Frances Hazie Addy, Alaina Kathleen Al-Ostaz, Nadeen Ahmed Al-Sherri, Zynub A. Atchley, Abigail Taylor Austin, Lillian Rose Baker, Ellyn Elizabeth Bartholomew, Gretchen Case Beard, Ashley Paige Bial, Lauren Frances Boudreaux, Christian Thomas Boutwell, Allie Kathryn Buchanan, Niamke Conner Bundren, Megan Leigh Burcham, Abagail Elizabeth Buskes, Anneke Lee Jing Qiu Callicutt, William Houston Chatman, Raven Nichelle Cheng, Calendula Yunong Cizdziel, Claire Theresa Cizdziel, Siena Catherine Cohen, Ross Gabriel Coon, Walker Thomas Crawley, John-Russell Cooper Cromwell, Clay Hollingsworth Crouch, Carter Fox Deese, David Henry Doerksen, Edmund Siwei Duperier, Alfred Wortham Elgohry, Marawan Moustafa Farese, Ellis Kilbourne Forgette, Anna Kathryn Freeze, Jordan McKenzie Fruge’, Don Luis Gershon, Eve Miranda Golmon, Graham Truett Goulet, Gabrielle E Goulet, Nicole Mayan Grafton, Addison Hibbs Green, Johnson McCallum Greene, Mary Emma Heiskell, Lucia Lamar Hemmins, Lilian Carroll Ho, Vivian Thuy Hu, Edward Yang Johnson, Walter Warren Jones, Emma Katherine Jones, Grace Anne Kendricks, Mary Charles Larson, Anna Mathis Li, Qing Yun Ligon, John Allen Livingston, Magnolia B Lizotte, George Britson Logan, Grace Nicole Luber, Kurre Thomas Luke, Cayden Angela Mallette, Pope Dolby Maxwell, Ellinor Minhinnette McEachern, Lorie Jordan McIntosh, Ann Caroline McKey, James Keith McKey, Mia Maureen McPhail, Joshua Robert Meagher, John Micheal Mercier, Marcus Karl Mercier, Mary Isabella Metcalf, Zkyra Monique Meyers, Gillian Elizabeth Mills, Addison Marie Mitchell, Lilian Camille Mobley, Alexander James Moen, Rebekah Hannah Mounce, Abigail Lauren Mullen, Sarah Neely Nagle, Alexandra M Nelson, Lauren Anada Renee Norman, Neal Garner Norris, Joseph Landon O’Keefe, Daniel Ryan O’Keefe, Joseph Thomas Overby, Haeden Ryan Pasco-Pranger, Sadie Charlotte Patel, Karina Rakesh Patel, Suhani Ashok Patterson, George Alexander Pearson, Claire Love Pham-Dao, Albert Phu Pham, Tu Nha Anna Pittman, Cady Grace Quinn, Sophia Adams Randall, Hannah Elizabeth Ratliff, Sarah Ann Renfroe, Anna Lauren Rester, Ann Claire Rester, Sydney Ruth Riley, Katherine Cook Robinson, Joseph Daniel Rock, Katelyn Virginia Rogers, Donald Forrest Roland, Virginia Olivia Roth, Hays Spicer Shelton, Samuel David Simpson, Philip Ryan Smith, Keon De’Morris Smith, Lily McCalla Soto, Lorelai Makenzie Spillers, Hannah Elizabeth Stevens, Emily Elise Strum, Carissa Ann Sullivan, Ann Morgan Swords, Julia Adeline Tann, Julia Elizabeth Tannehill, Jack Rhea Teng, Emmanuelle Rachel Thompson, Addison Mae Thompson, Halford Madeline Torrent, James Thomas Travis, Jaxon Owen Van Ness, Peter Fancher Waller, Mary Marshall Ward, Andreel Ti’Keshia Webb, Jaqaun Darnell White, Ava Camille Williams, Ellen Benson Wymore, Martha Olivia Leigh Yerger, Sarah Jane Young, Carter Thomas Zediker, Charlie Evan

Teacher’s List (All A’s & B’s) Abel, Elijah Taylor Abraham, Katherine Louise Adams, Margaret Pepper Adamson, Michael Joel Addy, Elias James Alexander, Breiana LaShaye Andrews, Daniel Logan Archer, Thomas Neal Arnold, Madeline Jean Baggett, Tamyra Alicia Baker, Wilson Benton Barrett, Anna Katherine Beard, Brittni Gail Berry, Eleanor Alexander Best, Aubrey Caroline Bianco, Andrew Joseph Bianco, Samuel Marquette Bishop, Aubrey Reed Bishop, Mary Katherine Blake, Christian Quin-Maronye Boone, Morgan Taylor Boudreaux, Keith Anthony Boughton, Aaliyah Bourn, Gracie Caroline Bradley, Brandon DaShun Bradley, Connor Blake Bradley, Zachary Mar’Tez Brewer, Timothy Hutson Brines, Lawson Henry Brown, Ryan Edward Bruce, Owen Wulff Buskes, Elsie Lee Hua Da Byars, Kathryn Culpepper Byars, Wilton Vance Calderwood, Kathryn Rose Caldwell, Deijanee Nicole Campbell, Saniah Nicole Caraway, Savannah Eve Carothers, Karen Elise Carrington, William Tucker Carwyle, Davis Monroe Case, Catherine Bryan Case, Lucy Catherine Chandler, Lauren Claire Chiniche, Lucy Dale Cipkowski, Leo O’Neil Clark, Abigail Lynn Coleman, Alijah Montana Collins, Alice Cofield Cook, Mary Ellen Coon, Russell Connor Cooper, Jessica Lynn Copley, Jessica Elizabeth Cousar, Reece Franklin Creekmore, Catherine Elizabeth Crosby, Madison Elizabeth Culpepper, Robert Fallon Dabney, Sally Kate Davidson, Adrian J’Quarie Davis, Arden Alicia Davis, Emily R. Davis, Hallie Jane-Lord Dawkins, Anna Gabrielle Dear, Jackson Kent Desler, Elizabeth Brooks Douglas, Jonathan Michael Dukes, Kylin Maurice Durham, James Taylor Dyer, Grace Thompson Easley, Colby J. 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once a fortnight at school, we have english lessons where we go to our library and just read for the whole 54 minute period. yea well mine's tomorrow and i've just stopped reading tonight at the spot after celaena and sam argue about killing rourke farran and ioan jayne so basically that means i'll have to read The Scene tomorrow,,,, in public

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I first sat down with Ana + Carl back in December last year. As we started talking, I soon realised the massive importance photographs held to Ana - definitely a good thing! As a keen photographer herself, Ana understands so much about photography and knew what she was looking for. Talking through the plans for the day, and my approach, it was soon clear my style was going to be perfect. Choosing truly stunning settings with Ingestre Church, which I've had the pleasure of working at in the past, and the ever popular Weston Hall, all was set for a truly stunning day! On the lead up to the day, I got to spend a little time with Ana + Carl at their gorgeous house in Brocton, meeting their fabulous dogs, and heading up into the nearby countryside...what a stunning place to live! Getting them both relaxed in front of the camera before the day paid dividends during the portraits at Weston Hall. With the imminent weather encroaching the time we had was limited, but we certainly made the most of the day! My coverage for Ana and Carl started capturing the morning preparations at home... One beautiful bride! Deciding to grab a couple of photos with the dogs before putting the dress on, was definitely a good idea! And what a dress it was... As the emotions started to build at the house, I left Ana with her bridal party to head to Saint Mary the Virgin Ingestre Church to see how our groom was faring... I think it's safe to say the hip-flask went down well ;-) Such fabulous and characterful transport for the wedding - a VW beetle and lovely VW bus for the bridal party! Such a wonderful church, with the procession of the bridal party, started by the fabulous Flower Girl and Ring Bearer... Such a beautiful moment for Ana and her father Ioan. Such a warm and rousing performance from the Ingestre Church Choir, really adding a touch of class during the signing of the register and establishing the mood for the recession of our newly minted Mr & Mrs! From the emotional embraces during the receiving line from church, and the family photographs on the church doorway, it was off to Weston Hall for the reception... Thankfully the threat of rain had subsided on our arrival, allowing us time to enjoy the fabulous gardens with Ana + Carl... Lady luck was definitely on our side once again...the rain came just as we finished the big group photograph - couldn't have timed it much better... The Westminster Suite looked truly stunning for the wedding breakfast! Time for our couple to join the reception! From the wonderful wedding breakfast, it was over to Jayne Dayus-Hunch, a friend of the bride and groom, to open proceedings... After the short heartfelt speech from Carl, it was over to two friends of the Bride and Groom before the best man took the floor! The time in the evening raced by, and before I knew it, it was time to get the formalities underway... Alas, my coverage was soon drawing to a conclusion, so as the guests headed into the photobooth and the buffet, it was time to head out into the gardens with Ana + Carl for a few signature night portraits to conclude their coverage... Ana + Carl, thank you for entrusting the documenting of your fabulous day to me - I truly had the most amazing time with you all, and cannot wait to bring your completed story together with you both! It was fabulous to work alongside Andy and Stefan from Zeus Films once again for Ana + Carl's day - I cannot wait to see the film they've produced! If you would like to talk to Staffordshire Wedding Photographer Stuart James or want to commission Stuart as your Ingestre Wedding Photographer, please do get in touch as below.

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A lâmina da assassina #35

Capítulo 35 Não haveria velas para aquelas cerimônias da meia-noite, nenhuma corneta de marfim para sinalizar o início da caçada. Celaena vestiu o manto mais escuro e colocou uma máscara preta e lisa no bolso do manto. Todas as armas, mesmo os alfinetes de cabelo, tinham sido removidas de seus aposentos. Celaena sabia, sem precisar verificar, que as portas e as janelas estavam sendo vigiadas. Bom. Aquele não era o tipo de caçada que se iniciava na porta da frente. Ela trancou o quarto e olhou para Ligeirinha, que se escondeu debaixo da cama quando a dona abriu a porta secreta. A cadela ainda choramingava silenciosamente quando Celaena entrou na passagem. Não precisava de luz para descer para o mausoléu. Conhecia o caminho de cor agora, cada passo, cada curva. Seu manto farfalhava nos degraus. Cada vez mais para baixo, ela foi. Seria guerra contra todos. Que tremessem de medo do que haviam despertado. O luar se espalhava sobre a plataforma, iluminando a porta aberta do mausoléu e o pequeno rosto de bronze de Mort. — Sinto muito por sua amiga — disse ele, com uma tristeza surpreendente conforme Celaena marchou na direção da aldraba. Ela não respondeu. E não se importava com como Mort sabia. Apenas continuou andando, passou pela porta e entre os sarcófagos, até a pilha de tesouros nos fundos. Adagas, facas de caça – Celaena pegou o que conseguiu amarrar no cinto ou enfiar nas botas. Pegou um punhado de ouro e joias e enfiou no bolso também. — O que está fazendo? — indagou Mort, do corredor. Celaena se aproximou da elevação que exibia Damaris, a espada de Gavin, primeiro rei de Adarlan. O punho oco de ouro reluziu sob o luar quando a assassina retirou a bainha da espada da elevação e amarrou a arma nas costas. — Essa é uma espada sagrada — grunhiu Mort, como se pudesse ver do lado de dentro. Ela deu um sorriso sombrio ao marchar de volta para a porta, cobrindo a cabeça com o capuz. — Aonde que quer vá — continuou Mort — o que quer que planeje fazer, você desonra essa espada ao tirá-la daqui. Não tem medo de irritar os deuses? Celaena apenas riu baixinho antes de pegar as escadas, aproveitando cada passo, cada movimento que a levava para mais perto da presa. Ela se deliciou com a ardência nos braços ao empurrar a grade do esgoto para cima, girando a antiga roda até que estivesse completamente erguida, pingando imundície, e a água sob o castelo fluísse livremente para o pequeno rio do lado de fora. Celaena atirou um pedaço de pedra no rio além do arco, atenta ao barulho de guardas. Nenhum ruído, nenhum arranhar de armaduras ou um sussurro de aviso. Um assassino matara Nehemia, um assassino com gosto pelo grotesco e desejo por notoriedade. Encontrar Cova exigiria apenas algumas perguntas. Ela amarrou a corrente ao redor da alavanca, testando a força do objeto, então se certificou de que Damaris estava bem presa às costas. Em seguida, agarrando-se às pedras do castelo, girou o corpo para o outro lado da muralha, deslizando de lado. Não se incomodou em olhar para o castelo acima ao ultrapassar tranquilamente a margem do rio e cair sobre o chão congelado. Então Celaena sumiu na noite. Escondida pela escuridão, a assassina caminhou pelas ruas de Forte da Fenda. Não fez sequer um barulho ao passar por becos mal iluminados. Apenas um lugar poderia fornecer as respostas que queria. Esgoto e poças de excrementos estavam abaixo de cada janela dos cortiços, e as ruas de paralelepípedo estavam rachadas e sem forma depois de tantos invernos difíceis. Os prédios inclinavam-se uns contra os outros, alguns tão detonados que até mesmo os cidadãos mais pobres os abandonaram. Na maioria das ruas, as tavernas estavam lotadas de bêbados e prostitutas e todos que procuravam alívio temporário das vidas miseráveis. Não fazia diferença quantos a vissem. Ninguém incomodaria Celaena naquela noite. O manto oscilava atrás da assassina, o rosto permanecia inexpressivo sob a máscara obsidiana conforme Celaena se movia pelas ruas. O Cofres ficava a apenas alguns quarteirões. Suas mãos enluvadas se fecharam. Depois que descobrisse onde Cova estava se escondendo, ela o estriparia. Pior do que isso, na verdade. A assassina parou diante de uma porta comum de ferro em um beco silencioso. Brutamontes contratados montavam guarda do lado de fora; ela mostrou a eles a taxa de entrada em prata e os homens abriram a porta. Na ala subterrânea abaixo, era possível encontrar os assassinos, os monstros e os condenados de Adarlan. A escória ia até lá compartilhar histórias e fazer acordos, e era ali que qualquer sussurro sobre o assassino de Nehemia seria encontrado. Cova sem dúvida recebera um grande pagamento pelos serviços, e era de se esperar que o homem naquele momento estivesse gastando inconsequentemente o dinheiro sujo – um perdularismo que não passaria despercebido. Cova não teria deixado Forte da Fenda – ah, não. Ele queria que as pessoas soubessem que havia matado a princesa; queria ouvir ser nomeado o novo Assassino de Adarlan. Queria que Celaena soubesse também. Conforme desceu os degraus para dentro da taberna, o fedor de cerveja e corpos não lavados a atingiu como uma pedra no rosto. Não entrava naquele tipo de covil pútrido havia muito tempo. A câmara principal estava estrategicamente acesa: um candelabro pendia do centro do recinto, mas havia pouca luz nas paredes para aqueles que não quisessem ser vistos. Todas as risadas cessaram quando ela caminhou entre as mesas. Olhos injetados seguiram cada passo de Celaena. Ela não conhecia a identidade do novo senhor do crime que comandava aquele lugar, e não se importava. Seu negócio não era com ele, não naquela noite. Celaena não se permitiu olhar para os muitos poços de luta que ocupavam a ponta mais afastada da câmara – poços nos quais multidões ainda estavam reunidas, torcendo por quem estivesse lutando com punhos e pés do lado de dentro. Ela estivera no Cofres antes, muitas vezes naqueles últimos dias antes de ser capturada. Agora que Ioan Jayne e Rourke Farran estavam mortos, o lugar parecia ter mudado de dono sem perder nada da depravação. Celaena foi direto para o atendente. Ele não a reconheceu, mas a assassina não esperava que ele o fizesse – não quando fora tão cuidadosa para esconder a identidade durante tantos anos. O atendente já era pálido, e os cabelos ralos se tornaram ainda mais ralos no último ano e meio. O homem tentou olhar por debaixo do capuz quando ela parou diante do bar, mas a máscara e o manto mantinham as feições de Celaena escondidas. — Bebida? — perguntou o homem, limpando o suor da testa. Todos no recinto ainda a observavam, discreta ou descaradamente. — Não — respondeu Celaena, a voz distorcida e grave sob a máscara. O atendente do bar segurou a beira do balcão. — Você... você está de volta — disse ele, baixinho, quando mais cabeças se viraram. — Você escapou. Então o homem a havia reconhecido. Celaena imaginou se os novos donos teriam algum rancor por ela ter matado Ioan Jayne – e quantos corpos precisaria deixar atrás de si caso decidissem começar uma briga bem ali, naquele momento. O que Celaena planejava fazer naquela noite já quebrava regras o suficiente, ultrapassava limites demais. A assassina inclinou o corpo na direção do bar, cruzando os tornozelos. O atendente limpou a testa de novo e serviu a ela um brandy. — Por conta da casa — falou o homem, deslizando a bebida na direção de Celaena. Ela pegou o copo, mas não bebeu. O homem umedeceu os lábios, então perguntou: — Como... como você escapou? As pessoas se recostaram nas cadeiras, atentas para ouvir. Que espalhassem boatos. Que hesitassem antes de cruzar o caminho dela. Celaena esperava que Arobynn ouvisse também. Esperava que ele ouvisse e ficasse bem longe dela. — Vai descobrir em breve — respondeu a assassina. — Mas preciso de você. As sobrancelhas do homem se ergueram. — De mim? — Vim perguntar sobre um homem. — A voz dela estava rouca e inexpressiva. — Um homem que recentemente ganhou uma grande quantia em ouro. Pelo assassinato da princesa de Eyllwe. Ele atende pelo nome de Cova. Preciso saber onde está. — Não sei de nada. — O rosto do atendente ficou ainda mais pálido. Celaena enfiou a mão em um bolso e tirou de dentro um punhado reluzente de joias e ouro antigos. Todos os olhos os observavam agora. — Deixe que eu repita a pergunta, atendente. O assassino que se chamava de Cova correu. Ele não sabia há quanto tempo ela o caçava. Fazia bem mais de uma semana desde que matara a princesa; uma semana, e ninguém sequer olhara na direção dele. O homem achou que tivesse se livrado daquilo – e até mesmo começara a questionar se deveria ter sido mais criativo com o corpo, se deveria ter deixado algum tipo de cartão de visitas. Mas tudo isso mudou naquela noite. Ele estava bebendo no balcão de sua taverna preferida quando o salão lotado ficou subitamente silencioso. O assassino se virou e a viu à porta, chamando seu nome, parecendo mais um espectro do que um ser humano. O nome nem mesmo terminara de ecoar pelo salão antes que o homem disparasse em uma corrida, escapando pela saída dos fundos para o beco. Não ouvia passos, mas sabia que ela estava atrás dele, dissolvendo-se para dentro e para fora das sombras e da névoa. O assassino seguiu por becos e vielas, saltou sobre paredes, ziguezagueou pelos cortiços. Qualquer coisa para desnorteá-la, para exauri-la. Ele faria sua resistência final em uma rua vazia. Ali, o homem pegaria as facas presas à pele e a faria pagar pelo modo como o humilhara na competição. Pelo modo como desdenhara dele, como quebrara seu nariz e atirara o lenço em seu peito. Vaca burra e presunçosa. O assassino cambaleou ao virar uma esquina, o fôlego entrecortado e pesado. Possuía apenas três adagas escondidas pelo corpo. Contudo, faria com que contassem. Quando a mulher surgiu na taverna, ele imediatamente reparou na espada longa que se estendia acima de um dos ombros e na variedade de lâminas reluzentes e de aparência maligna presas aos quadris dela. Mas o assassino podia fazer com que ela pagasse, mesmo que só tivesse algumas lâminas. Cova estava na metade do beco de paralelepípedo quando percebeu que era um beco sem saída, a parede mais afastada era alta demais para escalar. Ali, então. Ele em breve a veria implorando por piedade antes de cortá-la em pedaços muito, muito pequenos. Ao sacar uma das adagas, o homem sorriu e se virou para a rua aberta atrás de si. Névoa azulada flutuava no ar e um rato correu pela passagem estreita. Não havia barulho, apenas os sons de comemorações distantes. Talvez ele a tivesse despistado. Aqueles tolos reais tinham cometido o maior erro da vida deles quando a coroaram campeã. O cliente dissera isso ao contratar Cova. Ele esperou um instante, ainda observando a entrada vazia da rua, e então se permitiu respirar, surpreso por descobrir que estava um pouco desapontado. Campeã do rei, de fato. Não fora nada difícil despistá-la. E agora iria para casa, e receberia outra oferta de trabalho em apenas alguns dias. E depois outra. E outra. O cliente prometera que as ofertas viriam. Arobynn Hamel amaldiçoaria o dia em que havia rejeitado Cova da Guilda dos Assassinos por ser cruel demais com a presa. Cova gargalhou, girando a adaga nas mãos. Então ela surgiu. Apareceu em meio à névoa, não mais do que um fiapo de escuridão. Ela não correu – apenas caminhou com aquele ritmo insuportável. Cova avaliou os prédios que os cercavam. A pedra era escorregadia demais, e não havia janelas. Um passo por vez, ela se aproximou. Cova realmente, realmente se deliciaria ao fazê-la sofrer tanto quanto a princesa sofrera. Sorrindo, o assassino recuou até o fim do beco, parando apenas quando tocou a parede de pedra com as costas. Em um espaço mais estreito, ele poderia subjugá-la. E naquela rua esquecida, poderia levar o tempo que desejasse fazendo o que quisesse. Mesmo assim, ela se aproximou, e a espada às suas costas gemeu quando a mulher a sacou. O luar se refletiu na longa lâmina. Devia ser um presente do principezinho amante. Cova pegou a segunda adaga da bota. Aquela não era uma competição ridícula e cheia de frescuras, organizada pela nobreza. Ali, qualquer regra valia. A mulher não disse nada ao se aproximar. E Cova não disse nada quando a atacou, investindo contra a cabeça dela com as duas lâminas. A assassina deu um passo para o lado, desviando com uma facilidade enlouquecedora. Cova investiu de novo. Porém com mais rapidez do que ele conseguiu acompanhar, a mulher se abaixou e cortou as canelas do homem com a espada. Cova caiu no chão úmido antes de sentir dor. O mundo lampejava preto e cinza e vermelho, e a agonia o dilacerou. Com uma adaga ainda na mão, ele se arrastou para trás, na direção da parede. Mas suas pernas não obedeciam, e os braços doíam ao puxar o corpo da imundície úmida. — Vaca — grunhiu o assassino. — Vaca. Cova chegou à parede, sangue escorria de suas pernas. O osso fora dilacerado. Ele não conseguiria andar. Mas ainda conseguiria encontrar um modo de fazê-la pagar. A assassina parou a alguns metros e embainhou a espada. Sacou uma adaga longa e cravejada de joias. O homem a xingou, a palavra mais suja que conseguiu pensar. Ela riu e, mais rápido do que uma víbora dando o bote, prendeu um dos braços dele contra a parede, a adaga reluzia. A dor lancinou o pulso direito do assassino, e então o esquerdo quando esse também foi atirado contra a pedra. Cova gritou – gritou de verdade – quando viu que estava com os braços presos à parede por duas adagas. O sangue dele estava quase negro ao luar. O homem se debatia, xingando-a repetidas vezes. Ele sangraria até a morte, a não ser que puxasse os braços da parede. Com um silêncio sobrenatural, a mulher se agachou diante de Cova e ergueu o queixo dele com outra adaga. O homem ofegava quando ela aproximou o rosto. Não havia nada sob o capuz – nada daquele mundo. A assassina não tinha rosto. — Quem o contratou? — perguntou a mulher, a voz como cascalho. — Para fazer o quê? — perguntou Cova, quase soluçando. Talvez pudesse fingir inocência. Usaria a lábia para se livrar, convenceria aquela puta arrogante que não tinha nada a ver com aquilo... Ela girou a adaga, levando-a ao pescoço dele. — Para matar a princesa Nehemia. — N-n-ninguém. Não sei do que está falando. E então, sem sequer tomar fôlego, a mulher enterrou outra adaga que Cova não percebeu que ela segurava contra a coxa dele. Tão profundamente que o homem sentiu a reverberação quando a lâmina acertou o paralelepípedo abaixo. O grito de Cova saiu como um estilhaço, e o assassino se contorceu, os pulsos se enterrando mais nas lâminas. — Quem o contratou? — perguntou ela de novo. Calma, tão calma. — Ouro — gemeu Cova. — Tenho ouro. Celaena sacou mais uma adaga e a enfiou na outra coxa, cravando-a mais uma vez até a pedra. Cova deu um grito agudo – gritou para deuses que não o salvaram. — Quem o contratou? — Não sei do que está falando! Depois de um segundo, ela arrancou as adagas das pernas dele. Cova quase se urinou de dor, de alívio. — Obrigado. — Ele chorou, mesmo ao pensar em como a puniria. Celaena agachou, apoiando-se sobre os calcanhares, e o encarou. — Obrigado. Mas então a assassina ergueu outra adaga, a lâmina serrilhada e reluzente, e a segurou próxima à mão de Cova. — Escolha um dedo — disse ela. O homem tremeu e balançou a cabeça. — Escolha um dedo. — P-por favor. — Um calor úmido encheu os fundilhos da calça dele. — Então vai ser o polegar. — N-não, eu... Conto tudo! — Mesmo assim, a assassina aproximou a lâmina, até apoiá-la na base do polegar de Cova. — Não!Conto tudo!

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