When Stars Become Shadows

by Emmie Hamilton

The greater the danger, the more I craved it. So, I did the only thing I could do. I jumped.

There’s freedom in falling. Freedom within the act itself, in the dance with the wind as it tosses your body in a skilled pirouette, in the way inhibitions are torn just as a scream threatens to escape your lips. Freedom in caring about little else other than what comes next.

There is beauty in forgotten things.

A lie untold was better than a lie I couldn’t take back.

Fav

I felt as though I belonged to the ocean itself.

Fav

“Oh, Emersyn, no one is saying you’re broken, but we could all use some healing.”

ruthless, cunning, unafraid

The whole book summed up.