Kianapango

“Why can’t everyone be like you?”

“I can be enough of your world that it feels like everyone is.”
― Christina Lauren, Love and Other Words

“The boy and the girl had both known loss, and their grief did not leave them. Sometimes he would find her standing by a window, fingers playing in the beams of sunlight that streamed through the glass, or sitting on the front steps of the orphanage, staring at the stump of the oak next to the drive. Then he would go to her, draw her close, and lead her to the shores of Trivka's pond, where the insects buzzed and the grass grew high and sweet, where old wounds might be forgotten.
She saw sadness in the boy too. Though the woods still welcomed him, he was separate from them now, the bond born into his bones burned away in the same moment that he'd given up his life for her.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“I have loved you all my life, Mal,” I whispered through my tears. “There is no end to our story.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm