Alison

“You want to throw me down,” Rory said, eyelids dropping as he whispered into my parted lips. “And I, prideful, disdainful, godless, want to drag you into the dirt with me.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“My home is your home. My arms are a haven for you to rest. My last name is yours if you desire it. I will love you to my grave, and even beyond it, when the mists welcome me, when I am hopefully very old and gray and grouchy and have spent the seasons beside you when you are here and dreaming of you when you are gone.
I love you dearly, Red.
Come home to me. Return to me, when you can. I will be watching the skies and the river until then.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence

“But I think you know that the soul can be found in words, and words within the soul. The two reflect each other in the sky, do they not?”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence

“This is the beginning of the end, I thought. If heartless gods can be made soft by such love, we are all doomed.”
― Rebecca Ross, Wild ​Reverence