Kyla

“What does it feel like, anyway, to die with the garden in your mouth?”
― C.G. Drews, Hazelthorn

“Lies have been placed like delicacies on his tongue for so long he can’t recognize anything else; he is a cobwebbed collection of pretty untruths and made-up stories, and if all of that is cut away, there is nothing left. He is just a boy who was once buried alive on an estate full of monsters.”
― C.G. Drews, Hazelthorn

“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

“It shouldn’t be a surprise that the forest had outgrown the confines of his body and longed to stretch. He used to be an empty boy, impossible to fill. Now he was so full of monsters.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In