Seraphina (Seraphina, #1)

by Rachel Hartman

For a single, glorious moment I recovered that first feeling, the one I’d lost by being born: everything was as it should be, and I was exactly where I belonged.

‘The world inside myself is vaster and richer than this paltry plane, peopled with mere galaxies and gods,’

We were all monsters and bastards, and we were all beautiful.