The Queen of All that Lives (The Fallen World, #3)

by Laura Thalassa

Monsters will be monsters. Why I thought mine was any different, I cannot say.

“When you live without someone for as long I have, love becomes this abstract concept, something you attach to a memory. And when memories are that old, they feel like dreams, and you wonder if any of it was real, or if your mind created it all.”

Nothing that men can do to one another will ever make this sight less beautiful.