Lucía

“No existe criatura más fascinante que aquella que es capaz de crear luz por sí misma”
― Paul Pen, El brillo de las luciérnagas

“I knew that in the second letter he misspelled the word existence, replacing the second e with an a; in the fourth he forgot to dot the i in believe. I slept with them not under my pillow but clutched in my hand, with the sweat from my dreams leaking from my palms and smudging the ink.”
― Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender

“To many, I was myth incarnate, the embodiment of a most superb legend, a fairy tale. Some considered me a monster, a mutation. To my great misfortune, I was once mistaken for an angel. To my mother, I was everything. To my father, nothing at all. To my grandmother, I was a daily reminder of loves long lost. But I knew the truth—deep down, I always did.
I was just a girl.”
― Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender

“We are lovers, fear and I. She calls to me, and I let her in.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Mud Vein