More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“It’s not the idea of starting a new life that scares you,” he says, softly. “It’s the idea of doing it alone.”
“Two people means two sets of choices. You are not responsible for anyone’s actions but your own.”
Strange that the god that saved her from the fire would be the same one to keep her from drowning.
They watch as, one by one, stars emerge in a darkening, ageless sky, and remind themselves that every nightmare has an end.
If necessity is the mother of invention, Anna thinks desperation might be the father of change.
Funny how a new idea from the mind of man is innovation, but the observations of a woman are written off as fanciful wonderings of a girl made too idle.
“You weren’t meant to possess me so completely. You haunt me, Anna.”
The weight of their complacency is a vice on Anna’s chest. She’s not sure what’s more horrifying: the thought that they’re too blinded by the regime’s propaganda to see the hate and prejudice behind it, or that they do and support it, anyway.
She names him Loki. Partly because of the trouble he likes to cause, but mostly because she finds a great amount of amusement in imagining Khiran’s face when he discovers one of his many names has been bestowed, by her, to an ass.
