Laura Lantsov

“„Mare?“ The radio is in my hand before I can even think to ask for it. „I‘m here,“ I say, locking eyes with him across a canyon. „Is it too late?”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I would walk into the jaws of hell itself, if it were a path of my own choosing. I would rather die tomorrow in the forest than live a hundred years of the life appointed me.”
― Katherine Arden, The Bear and the Nightingale

“But we all still have the ability to choose, in the end.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Cal is built from his father’s dreams, and Maven from his mother’s nightmares.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm