Bree

“He couldn't believe it was only Wednesday. And it was made worse when he realized it was actually Tuesday.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“And elsewhere in the woods, there is another party, one taking place inside a hollow hill, full of night-blooming flowers. There, a pale boy plays a fiddle with newly mended fingers while his sister dances with his best friend. There, a monster whirls about, branches waving in time with the music, There, a prince of the Folk takes up the mantle of king, embracing a changeling like a bother, and, with a human boy at his side, names a girl his champion.”
― Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest

“You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies.”
― Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest

“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles