Taiah Eidson

“Dead men don’t remember your name,” I murmured, “but tell me, do you remember mine, wherever you are?”
― Carissa Broadbent, Children of Fallen Gods

“All at once my chest swelled with unnameable longing, an ache lodged at the base of my throat like an unvoiced cry. Lives to be lived awaited me out there, far from the safety of my familiar home and confining routine. The whole world waited for me. I felt pierced through with longing.”
― Margaret Rogerson, An Enchantment of Ravens