Helen ⊹₊⟡⋆

“Take what you want. I’ll hate you for it. But I’ll love you forever. I can’t help but love you.”
― R.F. Kuang, The Burning God

“Hate was its own kind of fire and if you had nothing else, it kept you warm.”
― R.F. Kuang, The Burning God

“That was the cruelest irony: the more you did to save yourself, the less you became a person worth saving.”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“Benedikt,” Marshall said again, nervously now. “Say something.” Benedikt finally jolted to action. He picked up the nearest object he could find—an apple—and threw it at Marshall with all his strength. “Hey!” Marshall yelped, jumping out of the way. “What gives?” “You didn’t think to contact me?” Benedikt shouted. He picked up an orange next. It bounced off Marshall’s shoulder. “I thought you were dead! I mourned you for months! I slaughtered Scarlets in your name!” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Marshall kept darting around, trying to avoid being target practice.”
― Chloe Gong, Our Violent Ends