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‘Why must I only like a thing that looks good on me? Can I not love it for being beautiful on the rest of the world?’”
“This is merely how the world is. We each do what we do because we must. And some evils only yield when in pain. It’s the intention behind the hurt that matters. You ask if my powers bother me; of course they do. The actions I am capable of . . . have done . . .”
How could the simple act of stringing certain words together change the very shape of a soul?
Larkyra held the paper to her chest and stared up at the canopy of her bed, remembering how it had felt to lie there with Darius, his arms protectively wrapped around her. How ironic it was that she had always felt like the one protecting him.
