When the Moon Hatched (Moonfall, #1)

by Sarah A. Parker

the hand that gives can just as greedily take away.

beautiful world sketched in so many shades of ugly.

pinch my smiles from somewhere. And that moon . . . It never fails to give me exactly that. A smile.

Loving that moon feels safe.

victims of wars waged by us.

“War is messy, Moonbeam. Even when it’s raised for the right reasons, no one truly wins until eons have passed, memories have faded, and all the hurt and loss starts to blur—”