Nársilien | CharmyNyan

“Meeting you was a disaster.”
She raised a brow. “Thank you.”
Djel, he was terrible at this. He stumbled on, trying to make her understand. “But I am grateful for that disaster. I needed a catastrophe to shake me from the life I knew. You were an earthquake, a landslide.”
“I,” she said, planting a hand on her hip, “am a delicate flower.”
“You aren’t a flower, you’re every blossom in the wood blooming at once. You are a tidal wave. You’re a stampede. You are overwhelming.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“If people are songs
Written in the major or the minor key,
Then you, my dear, are major.

A climb, a crescendo, a thousand trumpets.
A clashing of cymbals, joy and awe,
Rousing, reaching, always to the stars.

And I am but a dirge, a requiem, a lamentation,
A melancholic harp in D minor,
Forever wondering why you chose me.”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates

“Maybe that’s all love is, in the end. An endless tempting of fate.”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates

“I love you, I have loved you, and I will love you.”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates