Falling Kingdoms (Falling Kingdoms, #1)

by Morgan Rhodes

I’ve found rumors have much in common with feathers. It’s rare that either holds much weight.”

The words felt thick on his tongue. Lies always slid smooth as silk for him, but the truth was never quite so easy.

Even paradise could become a prison if one had enough time to take notice of the walls.

He said we’d become stars when we died, watching over the ones we love. Now I watch the sky every night hoping to find him there.

That which one fears, one typically won’t embrace with open arms.

Then he thrust his sword through the blond guard’s chest. It was a killing blow.

And you must draw from that strength. You must increase it. And you must hold on to it because sometimes that small glimmer of inner strength is all that we have to help us press forward through the darkness.”

“She died alone looking at the stars.”