Liraz snorted, caught off guard, and the tension between them ebbed away. "I'm sorry of my almost dying interrupted your almost kissing.
In one of his darker moments, the irony started him laughing and he couldn't stop, and the sounds that came from him, before finally tapering into sobs, were so far from mirth they might have been the...
There was darkness, and monsters vast as worlds swam in it.
..and when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away and the absence rushed back in.
Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world.
It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover...
Don't I deserve to finally be free of you?
My tiny scary friend is coming
And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.
She'd spoken of their happiness as though it were an undeniable fact, no matter what happened--apart from everything else and not subject to it. It was a new idea for him, that happiness wasn't a myst...
Brimstone once told me that to stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength.
I...I sang," she whispered, "if that matters," and Karou felt her heart pulled to pieces. This Misbegotten warrior, fiercest of them all, had crouched in an icy stream bed to sing a chimera soul into...
Love is a luxury.""No. Love is an element."An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on.
