The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic (Grishaverse, #0.5 & 2.5 & 2.6)

by Leigh Bardugo

That emptiness cannot be banished, and so some days we wake with the feeling of the wind blowing through, and we must simply endure it as the boy did.”

Bad fates do not always follow those who deserve them.”

They pray for sons with red eyes and daughters with horns.

But hope rises like water trapped by a dam, higher and higher, in increments that mean nothing until you face the flood.