rose

“It came over me sometimes, this hopeful feeling. If all the hard things in my life—the guilt, the nightmares, my fears for myself and my radically changed Becca—were structures in a looming city, it was moments like this that felt like seeing, at the end of a narrow road, the shine of the open sea. Shifting under the sun, sending up sparks of pure light. I would get there. And for now, I could at least catch glimpses of it. Smell the salt.”
― Melissa Albert, The Bad Ones