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His friendly face suddenly becomes serious. “You’re naming your collector’s-item, kick-ass sword that’s made to maim and kill, specifically designed to bring your ginormous enemies to their knees and hear the lamentation of their women—Pooky Bear?”
Literally laughing out loud reading this. :))
“Of course you’re fine.” She keeps walking. “You’re the devil’s bride and these are his creatures.”
“You’re a hero, Penryn, whether you like it or not.”
It’s painful to see that people prefer a bad guy who looks like an angel to a good guy who looks like a demon.
One of the men starts to sing “Amazing Grace” in a beautiful, deep baritone. It’s a song whose words many of us don’t know, including me, but we all recognize it in our hearts.
It's a comforting song indeed.
He starts a slow smile that melts my bones.
Melts mine too
The broken glass reflects the light from the sky like a carpet of flickering fireflies that stretches out as far as I can see. It’s so unexpectedly beautiful that I pause to look at it. How can something so wondrous come out of such devastation?
