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Death of the Dawn (The Spires of Dawn, #1)
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“All day I had tried to act unaffected, like his kindness meant nothing and I didn't care for the renewed life in his eyes.
My hard shell was cracking.
"You don't need to fuss over it," I said, relieved when my voice came out steady.
"But I like fussing over you." He said it with such openness, such casualness, as though of course he liked fussing over me, for what better thing was there to do?”
― Death of the Dawn
My hard shell was cracking.
"You don't need to fuss over it," I said, relieved when my voice came out steady.
"But I like fussing over you." He said it with such openness, such casualness, as though of course he liked fussing over me, for what better thing was there to do?”
― Death of the Dawn
“Be grateful, I told myself. Be grateful for this time. For Trudi and Hugo, and that one crazy trader who winks at you. For jam sandwiches and the colour green.”
― Death of the Dawn
― Death of the Dawn
“You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, darling." he said as I tried to bite his fingers.
He held me gently, lips caressing the shell of my ear, and poured sweet little venomous nothings into me.
Something about it only being a fright.
Just a little fun.
And the praises for coming with him, for playing along. About the colour yellow and how much he preferred it to gold. The slick barrage of meaningless words scraped indents between my ears. I had to stop listening eventually, had to stop fighting.
It was on the tip of my tongue to say no.
I should have said no.”
― Death of the Dawn
He held me gently, lips caressing the shell of my ear, and poured sweet little venomous nothings into me.
Something about it only being a fright.
Just a little fun.
And the praises for coming with him, for playing along. About the colour yellow and how much he preferred it to gold. The slick barrage of meaningless words scraped indents between my ears. I had to stop listening eventually, had to stop fighting.
It was on the tip of my tongue to say no.
I should have said no.”
― Death of the Dawn
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