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“Clarion." He said her name like a plea. "Weighed against your life, they are nothing to me. I would make that trade every time.”
― Allison Saft, Wings of Starlight

“She twined her fingers in the fabric of his cloak where it met at the dip of his collarbone. Holding his gaze, she said, "I don't want to leave."
Milori looked as though he had been waiting his entire life for those words. A dam had given way within him, and the emotion burning in his eyes broke over her like a wave. His hands came to rest over hers, his fingers encircling her wrists. She could feel the wild thrum of his heart beneath her touch, the chill of his skin seeping into hers.
"Then don't," he murmured into the bare space between them.
Don't. As though it were the simplest thing in the world.”
― Allison Saft, Wings of Starlight

“For a moment, the two of them lay side by side like a couple of stargazers. Slowly, Clarion splayed her fingers out across his chest and propped herself up to peer down at him. His hair pooled around him, a spill of white against the muted blue of the ice.

For just a little longer, she wanted to stay here, where nothing existed but the two of them.”
― Allison Saft, Wings of Starlight

“Clarion stayed on the bridge until he vanished into the tree cover, until the clouds overhead gave way and gentle rain began to fall. She stood alone in Spring as the scent of petrichor rose around her, staring out at the cold emptiness of Winter.
It would call her home for the rest of her long life.”
― Allison Saft, Wings of Starlight