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ship full of men cannot do what I can.
down here she had nothing and up there she had a chance.
People survived by being cautious, but they got ahead by being bold.
the only person Lila had ever prayed to was herself.
crept into his thoughts and robbed him of focus, like a thief.
but then her mouth was on his again, stealing the argument along with his air.
pain and cold were sobering things,
you worship a thing you can neither see nor touch, whereas I worship something I engage with every moment of every day. Which is the more logical path?”
He simply didn’t want to return to nothing, as if he’d never been.
I do not trust things unless they belong to me.
At sea, everything moved.
“Everyone’s immortal until they’re not.”
someone who wanted the world to be stranger than it was,
Kell relaxed as he realized where this was going: nowhere.
Lila tried not to stare—that is, she tried to stare without looking like she was staring—
Weak, warned a voice in her head. Run, said another.
he could bring a measure of happiness to his people by being happy himself.
every time you hurt, they felt it, and every time they hurt, it was because of you.
He’d always had a way with languages, as long as they belonged to men and not magic.
straight past skin and bone to thought and want and soul.
hiding it only made it feel more like a curse.
“Careful, Kell, your ego is showing.”
approving of something and allowing it are not always the same thing.”
My greatest fear in life isn’t dying. It’s being the source of someone else’s suffering.
What would Kell say, when he saw her? Not that that was her first thought. It wasn’t. It was sixth, or maybe seventh,
belonging meant caring, and caring was a dangerous thing.
the ground beneath Holland, the place where his blood had soaked into the soil, was a rich and waking green.
Either there was no one here to need the light, or what remained preferred the darkness.
Holland was standing in a piece of time rather than a place.
you see things like friends and fondness as weapons instead of shields.”
life is pointless without pleasure.”
nights and mornings and the dreams between,
palm flat against his chest, lessening the pressure with the inhalation, increasing with the exhalation,
“You can’t hold that against me forever.” “It was last night.”
I keep my heart inside her, so no one can steal it.”
Chasing danger.
What did it matter why she wanted to see the captain? She simply did.
how to breathe and move with the current of the night instead of against it, and Alucard’s steps might have been light, but hers were silent.
simple, blind love,
And Lila understood—when he said Wait, what he meant was, Wait for me.
“I’ve never been a fan of farewells. Or hellos, for that matter. Unnecessary punctuation.
Master,”
that word has no place except in bed.
Luckily, other people still seemed to look at Rhy and see what he’d been instead of what he was. He didn’t know if that meant he was good at hiding the difference, or that they weren’t paying attention to begin with.
“Saints, you’re seeing her in everyone and everything now, Kell? There’s a word for that.” “Hallucination?” “Infatuation.”
Lila wanted to look powerful, not edible.
“You will be fine, Ojka, so long as you are strong enough.” And if I am not?
It lasted forever and an instant, and then there was nothing.
“I don’t know how to dance,” she said. “I do,” he said simply, as if the act didn’t require two.
“The thing about freedom, Kell? It doesn’t come naturally. Almost no one has it handed to them. I’m free because I fought for it.
