Willa of the Wood Quotes
Willa of the Wood
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“Where does a spirit go? Where does the new world begin? Into the boughs of the trees? Into the stone of the earth? Into the flow of the river? Into the ether of the air? It passes from one person to another, each into the other.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“And the sky was blood. The sky was time. The sky was the past.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Standing there in the forest on her own, she didn’t feel strong. And she didn’t feel happy. But she finally felt as if she could go on.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“He had learned the language of the day-folk, but he had forgotten the language of the wolves. Did that make him a supreme being? Or a lesser one?”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Gwen-elen den ulna, Mamaw,” she said. Wherever you’re going, Mamaw, may you walk among trees.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“But love wasn’t the stone. It was the river. Love was like the glistening stars in the midnight sky, like the sun that always rises, and the water that always flows.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Love was a thing that shattered. It was a thing that could not last.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“The trees will always welcome you.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“But she felt her mamaw’s spirit leave her body and rise up through her own, into her arms and her legs, into her chest and her heart. Where does a spirit go? Where does the new world begin? Into the boughs of the trees? Into the stone of the earth? Into the flow of the river? Into the ether of the air? It passes from one person to another, each into the other.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Un don natra dunum far,” she whispered in the old Faeran language. I need your help, my friend.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“T H E E N D”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Whether it was the wolves who howled to find their loved ones in the night, or the great trees who raised their limbs to the sun, the day-folk killed whatever they did not understand.”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
“Willa”
― Willa of the Wood
― Willa of the Wood
