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“How can I convince you that the only thing that could possibly force me away from you is death? And even then, I’d find a way to get back to you.”
“To be fair, your chivalry, however dark and morbid and brimming with lunacy it may have been, warmed my heart. No one has ever offered to destroy the world for me.”
Torment and rejection are unique to the living, after all.”
“You do. Beneath your suffering lives a flame that cannot be extinguished. A strength that will not break. This pain is temporary, but what burns within you is everlasting.”
He quirked a brow, and the most atrociously handsome smirk played on his lips.
“You’re a fate I never dared to dream, moon witch. The stars I was never meant to grasp.
“I am your ruin. The shadow that consumes your light. The curse that has damned your soul.”
“Your greatest fault is imagining that I care.”
“You’re the fragile thread anchoring me as this endless night approaches,” he said raggedly against my lips. “My mind’s only tether in a maddening abyss.” With my face held delicately in his strong hands, he stared back at me, brows pulled tight. “I loved you before I even knew your name.”
“I would call you the soft glow of moonlight in a pitch-black world. A prayer I never spoke aloud, but somehow the gods answered anyway. The strike of lightning I dare to behold without flinching.”
He’d always imagined death to be the most painful experience of all, but it wasn’t. Living was far more painful than dying.
