Kyla Jayne ✨

“I've learnt that if you're careful, you can hold a butterfly in your hand. And that even if it's been trapped, frightened, in a jar, it still has a chance to survive. Because a butterfly with a broken wing can still fly.”
― Lisa Heathfield, Paper Butterflies

“There is no end to our story.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

“She was ice personified. There was once a time when darkness shrouded the world, and the darkness had a queen.”
― Marie Lu, The Midnight Star

“Sisters forever,” Violetta declared, in her tiny, young voice.

Until death, even in death, even beyond.

“I love you,” Violetta says, hanging fiercely on to me even as my strength dies.

I love you too. I lean against her, exhausted. “Violetta,” I murmur. I feel strange, delirious, as if a fever had wrapped me in a dream. Words emerge, faint and ethereal, from someone who reminds me of myself, but I can no longer be sure I am still here.

Am I good? I am trying to ask her.

Tears fall from Violetta’s eyes. She says nothing. Perhaps she can no longer hear me. I am small in this moment, turning smaller. My lips can barely move.

After a lifetime of darkness, I want to leave something behind that is made of light.

Both of her hands cup my face. Violetta stares at me with a look of determination, and then she brings me to her and hugs me close. “You are a light,” she replies gently. “And when you shine, you shine bright.”
― Marie Lu, The Midnight Star