Emily

“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

“Do I know you?” she asked as her eyes slid closed. “I suppose you do.”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised

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

“What if it’s not that simple, though?” she said “Everyone who wins says they were good, but they’re the ones who tell the story. They get to choose how we all remember it. What if it’s never that simple?”
― SenLinYu, Alchemised