Antha Mayfair

“I’m sorry—I’m sorry—I’m so sorry for everything I did to you,” he said, his voice hoarse and broken. “I love you. You left, and I’d never told you.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

“I have warned you, if something happens to you, I will personally raze the Eternal Flame. That isn't a threat. It is a promise. Consider your survival as much as necessity to the Resistance as Holdfast's. If you die, I will kill every single one of them.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

“Oh, Marino.” His thumb trailed along her neck, following the scar below her jaw. “If I’d known what pain you’d cause me, I never would have taken you.” He sighed, and she could smell the liquor on his breath as his head dipped closer. She had no idea what he meant, if she was supposed to apologise. “But at this point I suppose I deserve to burn. I wonder if you’ll burn, too.” His face was so close the words brushed against her lips, and his mouth crashed against hers.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

“They were the inverse and counter to each other. A healer and killer, circling slowly, the push and pull inexorable.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised