Kristy

“Love is an enchantress—devious and wild. It sneaks up behind you, soft and gentle and quiet, just before it slits your throat.”
― Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep

“The sisters have all found bodies.” The words seem pulled from my throat. The quiet settles between each of my ribs, it expands my lungs, it reminds me of what’s to come. “They’ve all returned.” I close my eyes, focusing on the silence. It’s the fastest it’s ever happened before. Now the drowning will begin.”
― Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep

“I once read a poem about love being fragile, as thin as glass and easily broken.

But that is not the kind of love that survives in a place like this. It must be hardy and enduring. It must have grit.”
― Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep

“We wait for death. We hold our breath. We know it's coming, and still we flinch when it claws at our throats and pulls us under.”
― Shea Ernshaw, The Wicked Deep