Fireborne (The Aurelian Cycle, #1)

by Rosaria Munda

Moments like this, it hits me like it did the first time: that the life I have begun to think of as routine is, in fact, extraordinary.

And as she turned, it was revealed by her tread that she was fireborne.

It’s strange how you can fight your way to a door, even through it, without thinking about what lies on the other side.

We’ve reached the bounds of reason and have come to the threshold of belief. I would not do her the dishonor of imagining that her beliefs have been any less hard-won than mine.