A Marvellous Light (The Last Binding, #1)

by Freya Marske

You look like a Turner painting and I want to learn your textures with my fingertips. You are the most fascinating thing in this beautiful house. I’d like to introduce my fists to whoever taught you to stop talking about the things that interest you.

And admission, even in his own head: I am nothing like you, and yet I feel more myself with you.

It didn’t take long to become so accustomed to something that you could describe the exact shape of its absence.