“ Only two people knew this side of her—herself, and the one who had created it; the one who made her secretly loathe herself, made her feel used and dirty and broken—like tarnished scraps of silver. Th… Shona Moyce
“ It was more real than anything she’d ever imagined, and she clung to that in the same way that the sky clung to the earth. Shona Moyce
“ No matter how bleak and black her existence became, the familiar sight of the moon restored something within her, small as it was—like tiny fluttering wings of flame beating back the darkness. Shona Moyce
