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“Time is the worst kind of thief, sneaky and effective and gone before you realize what's been taken.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
“I'll always pay you for your work. Artists should be paid, especially by friends.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
“Do you know what surprises me the most? After it happened, I found that I could still get out of bed. The pain of losing someone you love doesn't actually kill you, even though it feels like it should.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
tags: loss
“I trudge after them, unable to stop thinking about that cloak made of grass and how the tamer had spent years making it. And how he’d given it to me.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
“You keep surprising me," he says, and there's a particularly despairing quality to his voice that I find riveting. "I wish you'd stop."
Warmth spreads deep in my belly. It loosens my tense shoulders, makes the tight line of my jaw relax. His words work like a balm, sweet, healing honey, and it's strong enough I can almost taste the addicting sugar.
"Why?"
"Because I don't like how it makes me feel," he snaps.
"Don't tell me we're becoming friends," I say lightly.
A rueful smile tugs at his mouth. "That's not what I'd call it.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
“We’re both fighters, and we will go to war for the things we want, even when the world says we can’t have them.”
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“She danced the way she loved; steadfast, gracious, wildly, and slightly aggressive.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn
“If my despair were a place, it'd be the cold floor of an oubliette, where everyone I ever loved slowly forgot my name.”
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“Easy for him to suggest something like that. To sign over my rights, become someone’s property. Financial burden. An exchange in which I’d lose my self-respect, become someone I didn’t recognize. Chattel. A porcelain figurine on a shelf.”
Isabel Ibañez, Together We Burn