Miki

“Lavender. You still smell of it.
I’m sorry—
No, don’t be. I had never before known that I could crave a smell.”
― Heba Al-Wasity, Weavingshaw

“There once was a girl,” he murmured, “clever and good, who tarried in shadow in the depths of the wood. There also was a King—a shepherd by his crook, who reigned over magic and wrote the old book. The two were together, so the two were the same: “The girl, the King… and the monster they became.”
― Rachel Gillig, One Dark Window