Feral Creatures (Hollow Kingdom #2)

by Kira Jane Buxton

Stories suture up our wounds, stitch us back together. They keep our loved ones alive.

I am The One Who Keeps.2

Grief can slam into you like a well-waxed window. But it means the ones you love aren’t lost or forgotten. They’ve made a home in your heart, which is the most permanent place of all.

Her heart opened mine, its beat is the soundtrack of my soul. She is the feeling of flight. She gives me back my wings. I will tear the sun out of the sky to protect her, and as long as the ocean breathes, I will love her with the feather and fur and ferocity of every living beast on this big beautiful blue.”

Forgiveness is the ultimate act of strength.

“It is not your job to change her. It is your job to love her.”

“Yes, I’m afraid,” I told her. “But inside, I’m a dinosaur.”

when you’re courageous, it is an invitation to others.

They are imitation crab and Genghis is filet mignon Fancy Feast, bitch.

When you love someone with your soul, they never really leave you; they are hemmed into your heart.