Cara

“Suddenly, my vision isn’t mine. I’m looking at my own back through… Andarna’s eyes. A back that has a glistening black relic of a dragon mid-flight stretching from shoulder to shoulder and, in the center, the silhouette of a shimmering golden one. “It’s beautiful,” I whisper. I’m marked by their magic as a rider now, as their rider.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Of course! Do you want mashed potatoes, or are you you doing the low carb thing still?”
― Christina Mattingly, Teddy

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.’ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore”
― Michael Robotham, Storm Child