Surrendering to Scylla Quotes

“would live as the guardian of her softness, the keeper of her peace, and that was purpose enough for my life.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“You see, you are the place where I stow my softness now. You are the place I can hide away, where I can be Scylla, the nymph, Scylla, the gentle monster,”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“She had teased me, not cruelly, not like my tormentors, but like a lover. Her power slipped from something menacing to something heady, leading me under her seductive spell until I was clay for her to mold.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“seeking the flame like a moth that wished to bathe in the light but not be burned.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“His soft spoken words and shy smiles had burrowed under my skin and taken root there; the absence of them was like a phantom limb, an ailment I could almost feel, almost touch, but was always out of reach.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“Rich men who went in search of more riches while the peasants starved at their feet. Amorous men in search of lovers while their wives wasted away at home. Sons in search of glory while the fields fell into disrepair.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla

“They made me a creature of legend, and I would be legendary. They turned my life into a nightmare, so I would become the monster that haunted their dreams. They stole my modest life of peace, so I would give them an impressive, unspeakable legacy built on a throne of their bones. Their cries would echo off the cliffs, falling unheard to the fates just like my own. “By the gods,” they would cry. No. Not by the gods. Damn the gods. By Scylla.”
― Wren K. Morris, Surrendering to Scylla