Mia

“You could cut me open and devour everything that I am. I would let you, I'd ask you to. But I have no idea what it means to you. What I mean to you.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“For a vicious moment, Andrew thought about slipping his fingers into Thomas's cut. Taking hold of his rib and breaking it. Pulling the soft crumbling bone from his chest and sewing it into his own. They'd be forever together, rib against rib, fused in gore and bone and adoration.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“He needed Thomas, needed their lungs sewn inside each other so he could remember how to breathe. He needed to take words from Thomas's mouth and put them in his own so he had something to say.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“If you cut open my chest'—Andrew's voice was wrecked—'you'll find a garden of rot where my heart should be.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In