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“Hunger, Red—to sate a hunger or to stoke it, to feel hunger as a furnace, to trace its edges like teeth—is this a thing you, singly, know? Have you ever had a hunger that whetted itself on what you fed it, sharpened so keen and bright that it might split you open, break a new thing out? Sometimes I think that’s what I have instead of friends.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

“I want to meet you in every place I have loved.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

“May she wander but always return home, may all her words be written true, may every door lie open before her.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Ten Thousand Doors of January

“I hope to every god you have the guts to do what needs doing. I hope you will find the cracks in the world and wedge them wider, so the light of other suns shines through. I hope you will keep the world unruly, messy, full of strange magics. I hope you will run through every open Door, and tell stories when you return.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Ten Thousand Doors of January