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“Sometimes the past won’t just die. Sometimes you have to kill it.”
Father is another name for God in a child’s eyes. And Mother is the very earth beneath her feet.
“Never flinch. Never fear. And never, ever forget.”
BUT I WOULD STRIKE A THOUSAND BARGAINS WITH THE NIGHT FOR ONE MORE MOMENT WITH YOU. I’D DIE A THOUSAND DEATHS AND DEFY THEM ALL, JUST TO HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS ONE MORE TIME.”
“I LOVE YOU, MIA. AND NIGHT WILLING, I’LL LOVE YOU FOREVER.”
“Don’t fuck with librarians, young lady. We know the power of words.”
THE ONLY WEAPON IN THIS WAR IS FAITH.”
“I am a daughter of the dark between the stars,” she replied. “I am the thought that wakes the bastards of this world sweating in the nevernight. I am the vengeance of every orphaned daughter, every murdered mother, every bastard son.” Mia leaned forward and looked the man in the eye. “I am the war you cannot win.”
I PLUNGED MY HANDS INTO THE DARK BETWEEN THE STARS FOR YOU, MIA. I TURNED MY BACK ON LIGHT AND WARMTH AND CLAWED MY WAY THROUGH THE ABYSS FOR YOU. I DIDN’T DO THAT SO I COULD STEP ASIDE GRACIOUSLY AND WATCH THE GIRL WHO KILLED ME LAY CLAIM TO THE GIRL I LOVE.”
“I DENIED DEATH FOR YOU,” he breathed, leaning closer still. “AND I’D DIE FOR YOU AGAIN. KILL FOR YOU. I’D TEAR THE STARS DOWN FROM THE HEAVENS TO FASHION YOU A CROWN. YOU ARE MY HEART. MY QUEEN. I’D DO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU ASK ME, MIA.
“This is for me,” Mia whispered. “The me who never was. The me who lived in peace and married someone beautiful and perhaps held a daughter in her arms. The me who never knew the taste of blood or the smell of poison or the kiss of steel. The me you killed, Drusilla. Just as surely as you killed the rest of them.”
“Set aside the messiah complex she’d been instilled with for a minute. The simple truth is you can’t live a life ending the lives of others and expect to escape it unchanged. When you feed a soul to the Maw—” “You feed it a piece of yourself, too.”
YOU ARE MY HEART, MIA. YOU ARE MY QUEEN. I’D DO ANYTHING YOU ASKED ME, AND EVERYTHING YOU WON’T. I DON’T CARE IF IT HURTS ME. I ONLY CARE IF IT HURTS YOU. AND I’LL LOVE YOU FOREVER.”
You never know what can break you until you’re falling apart. You never miss your shadow until you’re lost in the dark.
Part of having is the fear of losing. Part of creating is the fear of it breaking. Part of beginning is the fear of your ending. Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is.
“You gave me life, but that does not give you power. And though you left me shattered, that does not make me broken. The pieces of me you left behind are sharp as knives. Sharp as truth.
But to live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to never die. And to burn in the memories of our friends is to never say goodbye.
