Bond and Song Quotes

“Follow the Song.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“The fleeting thought was a sheep bleating across the dusty hillside before it was chased away by the blaze of the wildfire. Inexorably, the fire ravaged him, originating from the tips of those soft, magical fingers. She switched her attention between following where her fingers went, and returning to look deeply into his eyes.
Finding yourself the utter, full, and single focus of a being who constantly held in her experience the sensations of a whole world was more electrifying than being touched by lightning.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“The unspoken words sing in the cajoling of his lips, the imploring of his tongue. Please don’t leave. Stay.
Stay. Stay. Stay. It has been an internal chorus pulsing with my heartbeat for longer than he knows.
Still we hold onto each other’s faces, gazes, souls. Unwilling to ever let go.
But we don’t have ever.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“The fragile butterfly dances in the gale because she doesn’t try to stand against it. She remembers she is the Wicked Wild and becomes it.
The secret to the power of the witch is that the fire she burns with is not that of her pyre.
And her spells are woven in the fabric of life.
So this last leap off the cliff isn’t just a surrendering. The Dark leap is a fall into glorying grace.
It’s a homecoming.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Their very own meteor, rendering them breathless with her beauty in one eternal frozen moment of streaking through the dark. She was that magical, mythical fire that hurtled to them from distant realms, to be admired while she graced them with her presence, to pray upon before she was gone.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Maybe this thing I feel is a wild herd thundering on the plains of Ember. Maybe those are roses blooming open in Storm. Maybe that is a golden eagle soaring in the sky, high above a beach.
Or maybe it’s all my heart.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Songs, if the Coven were calling a predatory prince like this prime example of teeth and muscle that, he had a good idea of the tempests that truly raged underneath those sweetly swaying gossamer gowns.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“But that is not what causes me to join.
When I finally take those steps to the strings, to complete the circle of the Coven slinking along them, it is because I feel drawn to belong. Belong in this moment of time. Belong with my Sisters. To no longer stand aside but be a note in the music. To be more than a receptacle holding on while life rushes through.
To not be the Witch’s Harp…but the Witch.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“It is instinct, now, ancient female instinct, to enter the storm rather than shy away from its mad intensity, to know that its power is my power. To become it and throw off the shackles and limits of this painfully beautiful life. To be reborn to it as the night itself and all the stars. It’s like laying down the armour, ceasing the constant struggle to hold myself together, and simply surrender to shattering—only to discover that come apart I am everything.
I am the darkness and the bolt of lightning that cleaves it.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Slowly, I climb off the rock. Slowly, I wander to the centre of the beach. Slowly, I close my eyes and stop thinking.
Slowly, I allow myself to feel.
Everything.
And then I begin to move.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“I have to face the terrifying truth—it will remain the truth whether I shy away from it or embrace it. The difference, I realise, is whether it rules me, or I rule myself.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“I don’t have the wrong female, Zajasang. Nor the wrong Queen. I’ve had the right girl since I met her on a beach, lost her, and spent every moment of my existence fighting to take my place by her side again.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Those eyes. They were his life and his death. A glorious, delicious death.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Wild and forceful, his hands gripping my slipping, soaked, heated, dusted skin, he gives and demands everything, and then more. He will not let me go. He will not give up. He will not stop fighting, even when he has to fight me to fight for me.
He will remind me to transform my pyre even when I forget.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“The wolves raise the song with me, and together we sing the pain, for pain must be felt. For in the Song, there is the moan, the howl, the laughter, the tender whisper, the joyful shriek, the wrenching cry. The sacred and the wicked wild.
For the Song is life.
And only the whole makes the circle.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Then there is fire.
Four flames of different flavours. Four beacons of strength beckoning. Teasing, tempting, with their empassioned storm-eye calm. So innocent in their potency and direction, their essence of clarity and claiming, protecting and prowling. Their essence of death and nothing, where I am life and everything. I am power in chaos and spiral, and they are might in focus and service.
So gloriously beautiful and beloved.
So easy to seek shelter with.
So unwelcome.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“He wondered if she realised how much each of these small, forgettable moments meant to him. He was here now. He could give her his strength, and feel the difference it made. Love her, cherish her, devote himself to her. It wasn’t just the Dance, the big moments, that filled him with the warming fire of purpose and made him proud to be her Bonded. It was this, the moments she wouldn’t think twice about, the moments no-one else would know of or see.
The every moment kind of moments. Those were his everything with her.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“That was the problem. She was controlling and taming herself, instead of listening to that unique, uncanny insight only one who felt everything could have.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Darling, we could just slide back down this mountain right now.”
“No.”
“It’d be fun.”
“No.”
“I could make being back at Court in front of a fire on furs really fun.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“He was hers. Whatever she wanted to do with him, he was hers.
All he wanted was for it to last forever.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Witches?” Anda pressed.
“Yes.”
One broken word that broke their world.
Cataclysmic pandemonium rose and froze in the same heartbeat.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Late into the morning, obscuring the midday sun, the storm comes.
I unfetter myself, loosen my chains of politeness into the Queen’s Dance, and let the clawing, feral rage unfurl that has been simmering and roiling in my gut and my blood. With each whip of wind and hair, each drop of rain and sweat, each swing of hip and thunder, I let the rage slip out of me, seep through my pores, screech into the sand.
I become the Earth, and I bleed her wrath. I surrender to the Song, and I rage.
Funny, how by fully giving myself over to the all, I can at last feel and face my own emotion. Balanced on a sword’s edge only, oh yes, every moment just as likely to tip me into losing myself as knowing myself.
I cackle and yowl.
This is life. The life in which I am invincible, in which I am all. Who can destroy that? My darkness will always be deeper. And the life in which I hover like the butterfly in the wild kiss of the hurricane. Will it destroy me this second, or the next? For destroy me it will.
And yet, what choice do I have but to feel it all, live it all, rise again and again, the phoenix from ash? What choice would I ever want to make, but this wrenching, heart-aching glory?”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“He looks up at me as if he wants to bare his soul, and hand me both the keys and a sword to do with what I will. What do I do? What does one do with devotion like that, with power and responsibility that weighs as much as a heart and a soul?”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“I hate situations that involve you on clifftops,” Sin grumbles. A surprised, rasping laugh snaps out of me. “My heart always hurls itself after you.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“Oh, Sin would make an introduction with the Dark Queen. But Zajasang? The girl before the title, behind it, for whom the title may be part of who she was, and still was besides the point? She is all mine.”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song

“I laugh out loud, causing him to add a growl to the grumble.
“Focus.”
“Already am.” Lips meeting said shoulder. “Always am.” Meeting my ear. “On you. Only you…”
― Mera Akiana, Bond and Song