#OpeningSentence

I do not enter cities; I steal into them.

— The Navigating Fox by Christopher Rowe

Selena picked her new home for no better reason than the dog laid down on the porch.

— Snake-Eater by T. Kingfisher

Maybe it’s fucked up, but I prefer literally running from things to figuratively running.

— Space Dragons by Veo Corva (Space Dragons, #2)

At first Jace thought he’d chosen well.

— Litany for a Broken World by Karen Conlin, L. J. Cohen, Chris Howard (Entangled Realities, #1)

She ran from the gods, and fetched up under a tree.

— Wicked Problems by Max Gladstone

Faven Sythe was told two lies on the day her mother’s organs finished crystallizing.

— The Two Lies of Faven Sythe by Megan E. O'Keefe

In Kellner Books on the Upper East Side of New York City, a few minutes before his death, John Webber was reading The Count of Monte Cristo.

— Book of Doors by Gareth Brown

This isn’t the forest guardian’s usual haunt.

— When among Crows by Veronica Roth (Curse Bearer, #1)

Today is the anniversary of Little Girl With Popsicle.

— The Last House on Needless Street by Catriona Ward

My head is throbbing again, a white-hot line of pain from the back of my skull down to the right side of my jaw, and a dead man is signaling me from across the common room.

— Dead Silence by S.A. Barnes

The plastic awning of the café streamed with rain.

— The Mountain in the Sea by Ray Nayler

Long after the House is gone, it’s there.

— Tell Me I'm Worthless by Alison Rumfitt

For all the danger in that forest with its tumblingdown ruins, the beauty pulled me back one last time.

— Interference by Sue Burke (Semiosis Duology, #2)

There were not so many places to lurk in the scholars’ residence on Thanma Street.

— The Potency of Ungovernable Impulses by Malka Older (The Investigations of Mossa and Pleiti, #3)