Zeynepk

“Sevro." I lean forward. "Your eyes..."
He leans in close. "Do you like 'em?"
"Bloodydamn. Did you get Carved?"
"By the best in the business. Do you like 'em?"
"They're bloodydamn marvelous. Fit you like a glove."
He punches his hands together. "Glad you said that. Cuz they're yours."
I blanch. "What?"
"They're yours."
"My what?"
"Your eyes!"
"My eyes..."
"Do you want the eyes back?" Sevro asks, suddenly worried. "I can give them back."
"No!" I say. "It's just I forgot how crazy you are."
"Oh." He laughs and slaps my shoulder. "Good. I thought it might be something serious. So I'm prime keeping them?"
"Finders keepers," I say with a shrug.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star

“All that we have is that shout into the wind--how we live. How we go. And how we stand before we fall.

--Karnus Au Bellona”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star

“In a storm, you don't tie two boats together. They'll drag each other down.”
― Pierce Brown, Golden Son

“It takes more to hope than to remember.”
― Pierce Brown, Morning Star