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Never flinch. Never fear. And never, ever forget.
Iron or glass? they’d asked. Mia clenched her jaw. Shook her head. She was neither. She was steel.
“The books we love, they love us back. And just as we mark our places in the pages, those pages leave their marks on us. I can see it in you, sure as I see it in me. You’re a daughter of words. A girl with a story to tell.”
no matter how much she wanted to (crack) she would never (crack) let them (crack) hear (crack) her (crack) scream.
“It was so bright,” she whispered. “Too bright.” “Never fear, little Crow.” The old man smiled. Patted her hand. “The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow.”
When all is blood, blood is all.
realized she wasn’t a daemon. Nor a horror. But a girl. Just a girl. And that thought terrified them more than any daemon or horror they could name.
