Ivana

“Death comes for us all," said Holland evenly. "I would simply have mine mean something.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“It wasn’t a good-bye, not really.
What was the word for parting?
Anoshe.
That was it.
Until another day.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Life isn't made of choices, it's made of trades. Some are good, some are bad, but they all have a cost.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light

“Anoshe was a word for strangers in the street, and lovers between meetings, for parents and children, friends and family. It softened the blow of leaving. Eased the strain of parting. A careful nod to the certainty of today, the mystery of tomorrow. When a friend left, with little chance of seeing home, they said anoshe. When a loved one was dying, they said anoshe. When corpses were burned, bodies given back to the earth and souls to the stream, those left grieving said anoshe.

Anoshe brought solace. And hope. And the strength to let go.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light