Alexia

“When she moves, I realize her hair is different too. The gray ends are gone, replaced by a beautiful, familiar purple. I love it.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“If. I hate that word.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Mother had to be careful with him, but in the end, it wasn't she who severed the last thread between us.
It was Mare Barrow.
My brilliant fool of a brother couldn't keep sight on all that was his, and what little was mine.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“I feel as if I could touch the sky. Run my jeweled claws across the clouds and make the sky bleed red starlight.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm