Mariam

“-Rüyamda hep senden bahsetti bir çocuk.
-Bizi en temiz onlar tuttu, dedi Kalp.
-Seni kirlettiğim için üzgünüm, dedi Büyük
Prens.
- Ağlarsan gözyaşlarınla yıkanırım, dedi Kalp”
― Mikail Adigüzel, Büyük Prens

“Bizz en çok yakışama gülümsemektir. Sense kurumuş topraklar gibisin. Yüreğindeki çiçekleri sulama vaktin geçiyor. Dikkat et, ölmesinler.”
― Mikail Adigüzel, Büyük Prens

“Getting comfortable is how you die. I’ve never been comfortable, though, not fully. Even when life was
gentle with me, my brain sensed the danger. How generous of the world to finally validate my fears.”
― Racquel Marie, If We Survive This

“Her bravery stands beside her fear as she bites down hard on her lip.
She’s already hungry for flesh.
“I’m glad it’s you.” Just this morning, she
held my knife. She didn’t want to hurt anyone then, or now. “You’re gentle
with them.”
It’s not true. I’m gentle when I am afforded it. She takes in a
long, shaky breath. Holds it, savors it. Closes her eyes and must feel the
burn in her lungs that screams life. Then, she lets it go.
“Please. I’d like
something gentle now.”
― Racquel Marie, If We Survive This