Status Updates From Blackbringer (Dreamdark, #1)

"Whatever hole her absence left would fill in fast, like a pit dug at the shore. It was just the way of things."

"Tomorrow is a luxury you have too long believed your birthright."

"Love. She’d always thought of love as... affection, the look that passed often between her parents, or the feel of their arms around her. But wasn’t it this, too, the core of iron in someone’s soul that made them capable of impossible things? It seemed a terrifying force."

"Creatures with no dreams of their own can do naught but destroy the dreams of others. So it has been since the beginning."

"It’s the fabric of all creation, and it’s woven of dreams, the dreams of the Djinn. Dreams are real, Magpie. They’re seed and water and sun. They’re everything."

This is clearly based on the Holy Trinity.

"It's the fabric of all creation, and it's woven of dreams, the dreams of the Djinn. Dreams are real, Magpie. They’re seed and water and sun. They're everything."

This is clearly based on the Holy Trinity.

"They spirits are waiting for their loved ones to come over. We're all tied to the world so long as our folk are still in it. It can take lifetimes to let all that go and become."

"The blankness was worse than the uncertain sleep or the crying, because her eyes were open but she was lost somewhere inside, and they didn’t know what to say to make it right."

Relatable.

THERE'S A MENTION TO THE SERAPHIM. WHAT?!?!
I DID NOT EXPECT A CONNECTION TO DAUGHTER OF SMOKE AND BONE AND STRANGE THE DREAMER!!!! 😱

"The world has long been ending. Everything ends. It builds, then it is, then it slides down the far slope of nothing, back into the nothing that was before."

"What is living but a chain of impossible choices? Every choice casts a shadow, and sometimes those shadows stalk your dreams."

Long sins cast long shadows.

"You are past helping... Past deserving. Faeries have become a second race of butterflies, mere ornaments for the air."

Damn. The context of this reminded me of the story of the Exodus, when Moses talks to his god and he's angry at the people for losing the way.

Extrañaba tanto leer a Laini Taylor. Este es la primera novela que publicó y de verdad que me está encantando. Para ser la primera, se notaba ya su habilidad para volver todo un cuento de hadas (literalmente en este caso); todo lo hace tan único, mágico y rebosante de fantasía.

"He might be a prince of the Rathersting, but with wings too small to lift him in flight, guard duty was about all he was good for."

Poor Nemo 🐟

"The fire that burns its bellows can only fall to ash. What poetry in a traitor’s death!"

"Humans chopped down whole forests just to build roofs and cradles for all the new people they daily made."

A life for another one, if you think about it.

"Humans chopped down whole forests just to build roofs and cradles for all the new people they daily made".

A life for another one, if you think about it.

I’m really enjoying it so far! 😊