Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.
"You could rattle the stars," she whispered. "You could do anything, if only you dared." And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.
To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered."
No. I can survive well enough on my own— if given the proper reading material.
We all bear scars,... Mine just happen to be more visible than most.
She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.
You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.
I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens.
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