Tasma

“When I look at you, I feel as though I’m peering into a mirror. I can speak into your mind, but it’s still a mystery to me. I feel as if I should already know your every thought.”
“You wouldn’t like it if you could.”
“I already know what I’d find.”
“Oh, really? Please enlighten me.”
“Oh, y’know. ‘I am so in love with Kingfisher. Kingfisher is so handsome. Look at his ass in those pants—”
“Hey! I do have other things to think about besides you!”
“It’s okay, Osha. Many women have appreciated my posterior in a pair of leathers. I don’t let it go to my head.”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone

“And what if there comes a day when all of this becomes too much, and I want to be carried? At least for a little while?”
“Then it would be my honor and a privilege to do so, Saeris Fane. Never doubt that. Whenever you need me to catch you, I am here, ready and willing. I’ll face the Blood Court for you, if you want me to. I’ll face Belikon, and Madra, and anyone or anything that wishes to do you harm.”
“You’ll have to face the sun for me, too, in that case.”
“Gladly.”
“And I will become your shadow.”
“You should know, Saeris… I am my father’s son. My strength has always been my shadows.”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone

“But you don’t have to be one thing here, Saeris. You can be many things. You can wear your leathers and fight every day of the year. I would never ask you not to. But sometimes, if you wanted to… you’re allowed to soften, Saeris. You’re allowed to stop baring your teeth at the world and take a breath. Because I’ve got you.”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone

“There are worse ways to go mad, Osha. If I get to fuck my way to insanity with you, then I’d call that a win.”
― Callie Hart, Brimstone