House of Striking Oaths (The Kingdom of Crows, #3)

by Olivia Wildenstein

One cannot select to keep some memories and discard others. Good and bad remain, existing alongside one another like different castes.

There is beauty even in the darkest pockets of humanity, the same way there are precious memories in the gutter of my nightmares. It’s up to me to pluck them out of the filth and carry them to the light.