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  1. Public Bookmark 94

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    Max knows all about Furiosa. He’s read the articles, seen the interviews. It's hard not to know who she is in a world where Jaeger pilots are a dying breed, their stars falling in bursts of sudden, blazing glory before being swallowed by the sea and what lies beneath it.

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    15 Jun 2015

  2. Public Bookmark 83

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    “Our deepest wounds surround our greatest gifts.”
    ― Ken Page

     

    Max thinks it’s appropriate that his soulmark is a feeling rather than a name (is insanity instead of a person).

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    14 Jun 2015

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    Max leaves, and Furiosa stays.

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    14 Jun 2015

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    Max thought he'd never want to see the Citadel again. And yet here he is and he isn't sure why. Furiosa greets him like this was always the plan, like he is one of her scouts. She looks strong and healthy again, recovered from her wound. Perhaps that is what he came to see?

    He tells himself: 'One day. Supplies and water and food'. And then 'Maybe a night rest'.

    Three days later he drives away, determined not to return.

    (Three months later the Citadel comes into sight again)

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    14 Jun 2015

  5. Public Bookmark 27

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    She shifts her weight from one foot to the other and gives him a wary, sweeping glance. She finally breaks the silence. “I never figured you for a romantic.” Her voice is sharp and unforgiving. “Or were those the only clean clothes you could find in that hovel you call a house?”

    She knows he's always conscious of his image, immaculate as hers, since vanity is a weakness they share. She knows this just as much as she knows the long, leather trench coat and red button down he's wearing are deliberate.

    He pulls back her strawberry blonde hair from where it was shielding her neck and proceeds to caress her skin.

    “But sweetheart,” He mocks. “It's our anniversary. I thought you'd appreciate the gesture.”

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    31 Mar 2014