Ash

“He is a ghost, a rumor, a story whispered after the children have gone to bed, and she was cold and hurt, all alone in the rising dark - and yet she hadn't run from him until he told her to. The house has always had a taste for the brave ones.”
― Alix E. Harrow, Starling House

“But sometimes it feels like I’m pulling up the carpeting in an old house, and finding everything underneath has gone to rot.”
― Alix E. Harrow, Starling House

“It makes me think of an apple seed spit carelessly by the side of the road, sprouting despite the bad soil; and the fumes, clinging hard to the only patch of earth it was ever given.”
― Alix E. Harrow, Starling House

“The house seems to appreciate all the attention. The exterior is still stained and gloomy, but the vines are greening faintly, supple and alive, and there are fresh bird’s nests in the eaves. The floor still provides an entire symphony of groans and creaks, but I swear it’s no longer in a minor key.”
― Alix E. Harrow, Starling House