“She pushed back to her feet, sauntering over to him. A hand landed on his abdomen before she smoothed it up his chest. “This beautiful thing happens,” she mused. Theon swallowed thickly as her fingers touched the skin at his throat, continuing to his jaw. “What thing?” “When a person finally accepts they are nothing,” she continued. “It’s a freedom, really.” “You are not—” “Shh,” she hushed, placing a finger against his lips. “When you accept you are nothing, it frees you from caring.” “Tessa—” “And when you’re already nothing, you can really become anything.”
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Melissa K. Roehrich,
Rain of Shadows and Endings