“In love, nothing exists between heart and heart. Speech is born out of longing, True description from the real taste. The one who tastes, knows; the one who explains, lies. How can you describe the true form of Something In whose presence you are blotted out? And in whose being you still exist? And who lives as a sign for your journey?”
The shadows played the angles of her face like a pianist on the keys. Beauty danced there in the steady line of her jawline and the crescendo of her cheekbones. The Raven King could not outdo her in confidence, could not overcome her in his evil. "What are you to me" he snarled. "your hands are as red as mine are, you do not get to play an angel." She smiled and repleyed. "My sainthood comes not in my actions, but rather for their cause. I have fought to save a people, not to destroy one"
“There is no easy way out of our circumstances...Sometimes you stick it out even when you want to give up because you know that on the other side is either a better situation or a better you." -Watercrossing (Phantom Island Book 3)” ― Krissi Dallas