Swamp Angel Quotes

“ "Ry-Rylan?"
Ivy's voice is faint. I crawl over to her side, my eyes never once straying from hers.
"Rylan?"
"I'm here," I whisper, stroking her forehead with tenderness. "I'm here, and I'm not leaving you."
She grins weakly. The light in her eyes is starting to slowly fade. "Thank you. I wish I could say the same...for me."
"Don't say that," I beg. "You're not going to die. I'll get some water, out the fire out, and everything will be fine—"
Ivy places her hand on mine. "Water will not stop it. Once it starts, the fire will keep going. See how it spreads?"
She's right. In these few moments the flames have spread up to her waist, licking her body with searing tongues.
Something glows. Glancing down, I see Ivy healing my burned palms. Once she's done, she places her hand on my bloody shoulder and heals that too.
"There," she murmurs, letting her hand drop. "You are all healed. My last gift to you."
"You can't leave," I whisper, more to myself than anyone else. Tears prick my eyes. "You can't leave."
"We all have to leave sometimes," Ivy muses, so calm in the face of death. "Even swamp angels." ”
― Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel

“I'll never see Ivy alive again.
But she's still everywhere. In every drop of bubbling swamp water. In every leaf hanging from every tree. In every speck of swamp mud. In every blade of grass. In every gift she left behind for me: two sacks of miscellaneous objects, a grass bracelet, her home, her love, and my life.
A swamp angel named Ivy lived in my backyard. And now she doesn't.
But wherever she is, I know she's watching me.
Just like the angel she's always been.”
― Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel