Lightbringer (Empirium, #3)

by Claire Legrand

With every step we take away from our home, grief braids itself more tightly into the fabric of our deepest selves. And just as I cannot pry my grief from me, discard it, and move on without it, I also cannot let go of my hope.”

My belief is my hope, and hope is the light that shines even on the darkest night.”

“With the dawn I rise,” he prayed. “With the day I blaze.”

‘There is nothing in this world that I could look upon and not then think of you,’ he said, ‘for in you lies everything I have known, everything I am, everything I will be.’”

“There is too much hate in the world already,” Navi replied after a moment. “Why direct more of it at yourself?”

“There isn’t anything wrong with needing help.” “No, there isn’t. I had just forgotten what it felt like to receive it.”