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“Shine like the moon, Emma.” Her brows furrow together. “The moon?” “The moon has scars, too. But night after night, it glows brightly against all the darkness that tries to conceal it.”
She’s like a black rose, with darkness that holds beauty and power. And I found myself wanting to be her thorns. Her protector, with promises to make those who dare touch her bleed. -Ali Stuebbe
