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A Feather So Black
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“If your love only destroys, let it destroy me. I am already a doomed man.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“I was made of frost and rot and endless things. I was not made to fear the Folk.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“You are brave, colleen." The smile he gave me was feral. "I have eviscerated men for less."
I smiled back. "Good thing I am no man.”
― A Feather So Black
I smiled back. "Good thing I am no man.”
― A Feather So Black
“Stories had their lies but also their truths. Stories were how we taught ourselves to fear the things we secretly desired.
Dark forests. Beautiful monsters. Broken hearts.”
― A Feather So Black
Dark forests. Beautiful monsters. Broken hearts.”
― A Feather So Black
“I was made of earth and sky and endless waters. I was made to be loved fully, or not at all.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“I might not mind oblivion, if you were the one to deliver it.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“I was made of weeds and dark water and unbreakable ice. I was not made to loose.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“His was the beauty of the night—dark moons and dark deeds. His was the beauty of the forest—hiding teeth and hiding monsters. His was the beauty of black ice—slick and thin and masking death.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“Sorrow slid suddenly through her as she remembered. Sorrow for what she'd lost. Sorrow for what she had not yet found. Sorrow for the boy she'd loved, who'd become a thrall for a woman who did not love him. Sorrow for her brave, brazen friend, who'd thrown herself toward an uncertain, violent fate. Sorrow for her mirror sister-her shadow twin-who she'd thought was brightness incarnate but who'd made herself into something much darker. Sorrow for broken kingdoms and stolen Gates and memories lost and not yet found.
But then she looked up. Pulled the man she loved down for a lingering kiss. More than a kiss-a covenant.
Tomorrow they could grieve. Tomorrow they could plan. Tomorrow they could go to war. Tomorrow was more than either of them had ever hoped for.
"Good morning," she said.
A slow smile curved his lush, plush lips. "Good morning, colleen."
And she knew-this was where her story ended.
This was where her story began.”
― A Feather So Black
But then she looked up. Pulled the man she loved down for a lingering kiss. More than a kiss-a covenant.
Tomorrow they could grieve. Tomorrow they could plan. Tomorrow they could go to war. Tomorrow was more than either of them had ever hoped for.
"Good morning," she said.
A slow smile curved his lush, plush lips. "Good morning, colleen."
And she knew-this was where her story ended.
This was where her story began.”
― A Feather So Black
“When you give me your heart, colleen, I want all of it. I want all of you. If you are sharp with broken thorns, let them cut me. If you churn with dark shadows, let them engulf me. And if your love only destroys, let it destroy me. I am already a doomed man.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“Even loving parents make tools of their children.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“Let him see the weakness he expects of you. Then you may strike at him when he least expects, and he will never see you coming.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“Power is pain, and pain is power. Everything must be in balance.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“A piece is not enough.” My whole body hummed with regret. “I was made of earth and sky and endless waters. I was made to be loved fully, or not at all.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“In real life, stories didn't end in grand climaxes or tragic denouements. They simply faded--dim beneath the dust of duty, dark in the afterglow of burned-out lust.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“The joy is in the thrill of the fight, not the promise of a kill.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
“Liberate yourself from ideas of heroes and villains, good an evil, right and wrong. Here we are all villains. Here there is no judge or jury to decide whether good prevails or perishes; whether evil dies or thrives. There is only balance —in all its infinite permutations.”
― A Feather So Black
― A Feather So Black
