Heather

“towards”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Errand

“A strange shiver ran over me. I was reminded, suddenly, of a summer morning in my childhood when I had watched a butterfly twitch and tear its way out of its chrysalis. Had it felt so, as if the stillness and translucency that had wrapped and protected it had abruptly become too confining to bear?”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Errand

“My heart, I told myself, would always be able to find him, would always find a place where we still touched and merged. I sent the thought after him, but he made no reply to it.”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Errand

“Go carefully, my heart,”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Errand