Sarah

“Of course not. But…This week you’re a zombie. You know what you need?” I stand up and sigh. “You gonna say Jesus?” “No.” She points at me. “You need homeostasis.” “Did you just… biology me?” “Sure did.”
― Tracy Deonn, Legendborn

“And then I unwind her.
One strand for my mother.
One for my father.
One for me.
I unravel the rage until it courses through my veins like fuel in an engine. I let it become a part of me, but not all of me. Hot, scorching pain under my skin, under my tongue, under my nails. I let it spread through me—until there is no more “Before” and no more “After.”
I am her and she is me.”
― Tracy Deonn, Legendborn

“How does this boy navigate my emotions like a seasonal sailor, finding the clear skies and bringing them closer, when all I seem able to do is hold fast to the storms?”
― Tracy Deonn, Legendborn

“Each leap into nothingness, each hovering moment before the fall, call to spark a wild yearning inside my chest.”
― Tracy Deonn, Legendborn