Song of the Fae (Wildsong, #1)

by Tricia O'Malley

“No, it’s hard to plan when you’re flying blind. I find that keeping your head up and your heart open is the best way to handle much of what life throws at you.”

It didn’t matter how much she moaned about life circumstances – nothing ever changed if she didn’t change first. Accept the facts. Assess the situation. Move forward.

“She’s…she’s like when the clouds pull away from the night sky and reveal the sparkle of stars. Her presence brings light to even the deepest of darkness. Someday, I’ll tell you the story of how we met. She saved my life that night – and captured my heart forever. I don’t deserve her and will spend my days proving that to her. If I get her back.”

“Scars linger. But wounds heal. Will you define your life by a pain you felt as a child?”

This isn’t an easy, overnight process, no it is not. But, after all that tough pressure is applied, you know what comes out of it?” “A pretty rock?” Imogen asked. “Aye, the rock’s true colors. But you never see them for all their beauty if they aren’t first subjected to intense pressure. The tough times? Well, that’s what makes for beauty in this world, Imogen.”

“I think I need that,” Imogen said, hiccupping through her tears. “I think I need someone to stand for me. I don’t want to be alone anymore, Nolan.” “Then let me be your person, mavourneen.”