Zabé Ellor > Quotes

“Your skin will be my standard. Your bones will be my weapons. Your soul will be my light. She tore her hand free of the shadows and reached out. Stand against shadow, my dragon.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“Don't let me be alone.'
Her [Ria's] embrace tightened as the shadow sliced at my soul. I grounded myself with her breath on my neck and the double rhythm of our hearts. Scales wrapped me. Lightness settled through my gut and limbs. A long tail coiled around us both.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“My heart dropped at how slowly he stood. "Are you hurt? I'm sorry. I'm brighter. It's not fair."
"Fighting's not fair." Faziz smiled and spread his arms. For a moment, I thought he'd embrace me. Then he kicked my tail up into his hands and pulled.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“Fuck marriages, fuck customs, fuck traditions and gender roles. I had love. If the world wanted to take him from me, it could do so over my raging queer dead body.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“An invitation. Reach out, Red Eyes, and meet me halfway. In his [Faziz's] sanctuary, I had nothing to hide. A smile crept up over my lips. I wanted to do this, and to do this right.
Happiness starts with opening up to people.
Scales flashed down my arms as I leapt to meet him.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“Trauma isn't logical. Neither is how we react. You're protecting yourself. But the habits we build to ward off cruelty can also keep out kindness.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“You're in," I said, and shook his [Faziz's] hand. When I pulled it away, I held a pinky-sized folded foil dragon.
"For luck," he said, and I bit my lip lest scales wash my skin.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“I'd consent to anything for my vengeance. It's the only safe thing I can want. I will break myself, body and soul, to rip out Vashathke's heart.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“Dzkegé's dragons had once stood equal to the rulers of the War District. The power to make fresh essence lay in their breath, as much a part of them as their skin and souls, and they bore children who carried the god's fire in their flesh.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“Guiltily, I scooped up his [Faziz's] blade and cradled it like another man's child. Light and perfectly balanced.. Gold-foil hunting cats stamped on the red leather of the hilt. A true masterpiece.. Only the dragons' sword, War's closest possession to a holy relic, could match it for living, deadly potential. "Did you steal this from a museum?"
"Probably.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire

“I was done being someone else's tool. Even if they said they loved me. Even if they were my own skin and bone. If it meant I had a heart of stone, so be it. Only stone survived Victory Street Untouched.”
― Zabé Ellor, Silk Fire