Ophelia

“To write something nice, he’d need something nice to say. But his ribs were a cage for monsters and they cut their teeth on his bones.”
― C.G. drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“Everything inside Andrew had been scooped out, and he'd been left a hollow thing, impossible to fill. Dove would absolutely freak out when she saw what he'd done to his hand. He'd explain it to her over breakfast, how it had been a tough, stressful year, and he'd spaced out for a minute. He'd thought there was a monster in the mirror and he'd only meant to kill it.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“Here was a boy who made monsters, or perhaps was a monster himself. All because he couldn't face the fact, the guilt, the sorrow, the rage, of his sister being dead.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In