Teodora

“The clouds shifted, unblocking part of the moon, and light spilled across the tower, illuminating part of Rhys’s face. It appeared grimmer than it had a moment ago. Even so, he was beautiful. Not in a perfect, Greek god sculpture kind of way but in a pure, unabashedly masculine way. The dark stubble, the small scar slashing through his eyebrow, the gunmetal eyes…”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Games

“Though blue, the sky had a dull sheen that was softening as the light declined.”
― Albert Camus, The Plague

“Over time, how you write the narrative determines how you experience reality.”
― Brianna Wiest, The Pivot Year

“I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn’t have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing