iris.

“I suspected that was the true mark of the devil: turning people into starry-eyed fools when they ought to know better.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy

“I can't cry. I keep trying but nothing happens. There was just this fucking heaviness, a thick black ball in my troat. But no tears. You never cryed. No matter how badly we argued I never saw you shed a tear. Neither have I. Which makes me wonder why is that we can't cry. Are we some kind of broken?”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy

“The world might indeed be a cursed circle; the snake swallowed its tail and there could be no end, only an eternal ruination and endless devouring.”
― Silvia Moreno-Garcia, Mexican Gothic

“One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies.

“They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.”
― Jess C Scott, The Devilin Fey