Bone Island: Book of Danvers (Tales of Weeping Hollow, #2)

by Nicole Fiorina

“Although, when it comes to books, it seems people do not want to feel or think for themselves anymore. Pages are getting shorter, the attention span is diminishing. They want to be entertained without having to slow down. This is who we leave our pieces to for now.

We are artists; we live with loudness inside our heads that need to be spat out like a curse,”

Inside, she was screaming. Though, on the surface, her misery had stunned her into submission. And her heart wept, too—a horrific heaving of her chest. Like six brittle bones inside were trying to crack open so her soul could flee her, too.

“A person only welcomes pain to either feel, distract, or suffocate something that hurts more.”

It was a fearsome position to be in, knowing that no matter your talent, skill, intelligence, or strength, there was always someone stronger, better, and capable of possessing you, making you feel like nothing.

Trauma has a way of tying knots with our bones.

“Everyone dies, some more than once, but the true tragedy, I believe, is life being wasted on the afraid. People abuse time too often. Today, my darling, we are alive.”

And though he never minded the silence, no living soul could go on sanely without human connection.

That was when he knew this was what she truly needed. To be touched softly, to be kissed intensely, to be beloved deeply.

“Sounds like a slow death.” “We can survive a lifetime without love, as long as it doesn’t touch us.” “Seems like an impossible task. What happens if it does?” A beautiful smile ripped across his face. “Then, my darling, we become mad fools.”

“Time is not something we catch but something we create.”

“The things we do and say in life should never be cryptic. A book, however, is entirely different. In writing, nothing is wasted, as the spaces between the words are the most significant,” he said.

“What I feel for you knows no time or place,” he whispered, his warm words ruffling my hair. “My love for you awakened without warning, slowly and in an instant, in one throbbing heartbeat ... and I’m in love with you always, my darling ... Do you hear me?”