Ana

“I was weak for her alone, and I wanted her to know it. I did not want to keep anything from her.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence

“War only makes love flame brighter, defiant. It seems to bloom from the bloodshed you leave behind, unfurling from the most unlikely places. From the broken seams of the world. From the graves and the anguish and the fear you inspire.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild ​Reverence

“I waited for her return like the stars wait for the sun to set.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild ​Reverence

“My home is your home. My arms are a haven for you to rest. My last name is yours if you desire it. I will love you to my grave, and even beyond it, when the mists welcome me, when I am hopefully very old and gray and grouchy and have spent the seasons beside you when you are here and dreaming of you when you are gone.
I love you dearly, Red.
Come home to me. Return to me, when you can. I will be watching the skies and the river until then.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence