(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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A thrill crept down her neck, leaving a trail of gooseflesh. I’m alive, she thought, and the idea was so absurd and so wonderful that a laugh spilled from her mouth, cutting through the quiet. Morrigan didn’t care. She felt expansive, bursting w
The point is – as far as the Society is concerned – if you are not honest, and determined, and brave, then it doesn’t matter how talented you are. You had to go through all four trials, because I needed the Elders to know what sort of person you
‘Hawthorne was giving his friendship as if it meant nothing. He couldn’t know that it meant everything.’
No! Shouted Morrigan. Something inside her reared away from Squall, as the ocean pulls back water from the shore to build a wave. Suddenly that was what she was - a tidal wave of rage and fear. She was not like him. She would never be like him!
“Morrigan felt her happiness stutter like a dying gaslight. The man was right. She was cursed. What could a cursed child possibly do with three bids?”
“Illegals are a plague, and it’s my solemn duty to guard the borders of Nevermoor and protect its true citizens from Republic scum trying to weasel their way into the Free State. Jupiter turned serious. “A noble and valiant cause, I’m sure,” he
Nobody glared at her or muttered under their breath about the cursed child being to blame. None of them knew why this awful thing had happened.
But Morrigan knew why.
‘Even greater than that. Wundersmiths were wishgranters and protectors. They used their powers to bring good things to the world. Wundersmith doesn’t mean monster or murderer – Squall made it mean those things. He did something unforgivable. He
Of course Morrigan knew she’d never be able to accept any of the bids. She knew, in fact, that once these mysterious strangers discovered they’d bid on a cursed child, they’d take it all back, and probably run very fast in the opposite direction.
"Shadows are shadows, Miss Crow." His eyes reflected the moonlight. "They want to be dark.”
‘There’s no such thing as the curse,’ Morrigan said. She finally understood. Jupiter had told her, but she hadn’t believed him. Not really. ‘You’re the curse.’
That was what he was offering her. Like a bowl of hot, meaty stew to a hungry pauper, he held in his hands the thing she most craved.
Morrigan felt something twist in her centre. Here it was – the catastrophe she’d been awaiting. Hello, Nevermoor, she thought, biting her lip. Morrigan Crow has arrived. She watched Jupiter, waiting for an accusation, for him to turn on her with
Her worry felt like a monster, like the ghost that haunted the Deucalion’s walls, seeping into her bones like winter so that she could never feel truly warm. !
“…’Imagine Miss Crow’, he whispered. ‘Imagine how it must feel to be so beloved. So respected and needed. One day, if you work hard and do as Mr Squall teaches…that will be you.’ She could imagine it. She had imagined it, a hundred times over, ho
“Only Jupiter stood still, watching Morrigan, his face a mixture of pride, relief and admiration. Nobody in the world had ever looked at her that way.
“Nevermoor,” she whispered to herself. She liked the way it sounded. Like a secret, a word that somehow belonged only to her.’
'Of course I want to live', she said quietly. It was the first time she'd ever spoken the words aloud. The tightness in her chest eased a little.
Morrigan laughed. It seemed insane to have gone through everything she had this year – cheating death, competing in the trials, facing Flintock and Squall and the Hunt of Smoke and Shadow, and every other wretched thing she’d faced, just for a ti
“Morrigan’s hunger burned. She wanted to join the society…She wanted it more than she’d ever wanted anything.”
“You were born a Wundersmith, but if you do not learn how to harness Wunder, it will harness you. If you do not learn to control Wunder, it will control you.
An instant family. Brothers and sisters for life.
It made sense to her now. Jupiter carried himself like a king, like he was surrounded by an invisible bubble that protected him from all the bad things in life. He knew there were people in the wo
“But within Society walls you’re expected to earn that privilege. Not just in the trials, not just once, but over and over again, for the rest of your life, by proving that you’re worthy of it. Proving you’re special.”
Righteous anger rolled off him like heat from the pavement in summer…’Hear me when I tell you this: you are not a curse on anyone, Morrigan Crow. You never have been. And I think you’ve known that all along.”
“She could imagine it. She had imagined, a hundred times over, how it would feel to be liked instead of feared. To see people smile instead of flinch when she walked into a room”
