Ayee C.

“Whispering winds. They aren’t ghosts, in a true sense—more like spirits. You hear them in the breeze, you feel them in the bark of a pine, you see them in that sunset.” He now moved his finger in the direction of the fading light. “They call to you. Everyone hears them in their own way, though most never listen or recognize them.”
― John Ellington, Whispering Winds of Appalachia

“I would rather lose this entire war than live without you, and if that means I have to prove myself over and over, then I'll do it. You gave me your heart, and I'm keeping it.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Molly steeled herself. She knew what he was seeing: her somewhat lopsided breasts, the stretch marks at her hips, the hair she tidied up with a razor in the shower when she thought of it and not often, the swelling at her ankles that had become semipermanent now that she spent most of her day on her feet.

He saw all of it and loved it all. And when the shadows disappeared, he wore nothing but the look of a man who knows firsthand what a miracle is.”
― Maria Vale, Molly Molloy and the Angel of Death

“A dragon without its rider is a tragedy.
A rider without their dragon is dead.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing