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

“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

“Time did not favor such quiet stories. Once, I had feared this, until I realized my story was not one to be devoured by strangers. No, this was for him and for me. And if we wanted to tell it, we would tell it in our own way.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence

“I pray that my days will be long at your side. Let me fill and satisfy every longing in your soul. May your hand be in mine, by sun and by night. Let our breaths twine and our blood become one, until our bones return to dust.
Even then, may I find your soul still sworn to mine.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence