Break The Curse Quotes

“Emeline...?"
Her mother's voice was no longer a rasp, but a soft, quivering thing.
Emeline spun to find the Vile behind her, glimmering like a mirage. The air shone, delicate as a cobweb, then changed.
Like a butterfly abandoning its chrysalis, the Vile before her fell away, until a monster stood before Emeline no longer. In the monster's place was a middle-aged woman, beautiful as the moon. Her raven-dark hair fell in waves around her shoulders, her eyes were the bright blue of robins' eggs, and down her body spilled a silk dress the color of storm clouds.
Emeline let out a shaky breath.
"Mama?"
Rose Lark dropped the knife and the sharpening stone. They hit the soft earth with a thud. The roots of the cavern immediately grew over them, pulling both blade and stone deep into the earth where they couldn't be retrieved.
Staring at her daughter, Rose took a hesitant step before lifting shaky fingers to Emeline's face.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered as tears trembled down her pale cheeks.
Emeline shook her head furiously, reaching for her. "It wasn't your fault." She wrapped her arms around her mother's frail shoulders, pulling her close. Her hair smelled sweet, like rosewater. Her thin body shook like a sapling in a gale.
Weeping, Rose held her daughter tightly, as if, this time, she didn't intend to let go.”
― Kristen Ciccarelli, Edgewood