Days of Blood & Starlight

Your heart is your strength

It was rare. It was love, and it was beautiful

you had the capacity not to hate. The audacity to love.

she would do anything for them, but it had never occurred to her that “anything” might mean letting them go.

would do anything for them, but it had never occurred to her that “anything” might mean letting them go.

Mercy breeds mercy as slaughter breeds slaughter. We can’t expect the world to be better than we make it.

“It’s a blessing to die at the hand of someone beautiful,”

“You make beautiful bruises.”

What she was feeling was the utter absence of souls.