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123 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 29, 2023


.𖥔 ݁ ˖ She had not realised up until then how much peace there was in the eyes of war. How calm the centre of chaos was. How soft anger could be. How gently did it look back at her.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ "To feel so deeply is something only a human heart can do. Whether it be suffering, hate, desire, anger. Humanity all feels it intensely. Humans don't only suffer. They cannot. Not when they can feel so much more than any creature ever can."
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ "I don't know if my eyes are deserving of you, Rowan. To behold something this beautiful."
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ "Finders keepers, Rowan of Ingburn." His lips found her ear, and he whispered, "So be mine. At least for tonight. Then I will beg yet again tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after."
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ "You changed. You changed so much, my little thief. If you didn't look like my every dream, my biggest wish, my utmost desire, I wouldn't have recognised you in this lifetime."
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ There is no such thing as falling in love too quick or not quick enough. There is no such thing as a love story being too short or too long. That is the magic of storytelling, and the magic of love, too.
“He'd look for her in every lifetime and he'd find her. He would find her only after she'd died.”
“Finders keepers, Rowan of Ingburn. So be mine. At least for tonight. Then I will beg yet again tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after.”
“When you bury me like you buried the rest of your enemies, speak it. I want you to speak my name.” His eyes dropped to her lips. “I want you to be the very last one to do so.”