Alix Blue

“Nikolai wasn't sure where the shout came from. He turned his head and saw a figure in black, kneeling in the field.
"Sankta Zoya !" the figure shouted again.
he lifted his head, and Nikolai met the Darkling 's gray gaze. The bastard winked at him.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“It's a funny thing, coming home. Everything smells the same, looks the same, feels the same, but you are different; the contrast between who you were when you left and who you are now is heightened against the backdrops of old haunts. (42)”
― Suleika Jaouad, Between Two Kingdoms: A Memoir of a Life Interrupted

“Was this what music was, was it time itself containing fractions of seconds, minutes, hours, and all the ages, all the generations?”
― Madeleine Thien, Do Not Say We Have Nothing

“It embarassed her ow, the way she bruned candles so unthikingly, gazing at words that seemed to hide ideas, or ideas inexpressible in words, how the sentences had carried her forwards like a river or a piece of music. And yet how close the truth had seemed back then. She had been twenty-four years old and she had fallen in love.”
― Madeleine Thien, Do Not Say We Have Nothing