Amrita Ahluwalia’s Reviews > Wings of Starlight > Status Update

Right, well… I’m going to go lay down and think about this book for the rest of my life. Beautiful writing, world building and character development 🙌 No one ask where the tissues have gone

‘She still alone in spring at the scent of petrichor rose around her, staring out at cold emptiness of Winter’
‘It would call her home for the rest of her long life
Okay so, I’m not okay.

‘She did not know if she would survive losing him. But whether they stay together or not, she would lose him. One way or another, the stars would keep them apart’
‘Best, then, to keep him safe from her’
The textbook definition of star crossed lovers

‘As long as she lived, she would never be free of him. They would never be another. No matter. As the Queen of Pixie Hollow, she could shoulder this pain alone. That much was her duty.’
Oh Clarion… 🥺

“And yet I will be alone”
“ You have all your subjects to love you. And even if I am not beside you, you will still have me. There will never be a star brighter. I will always love you.”
“As will I”
😟😔😖😖

“You made me believe I deserved this, and yet, you made me feel like I would give anything to be someone, anyone, else. I would give it all back if I could.”

"I made many mistakes with you. Perhaps even with myself. How terribly sad that I can see it only at the end of my life. You were here for only a blink, and yet, you have taught me so much."
"Don't go." Clarion whispered. "Please, please, don't go."
"Even I cannot defy the stars. But you will be fine without me, Clarion. I feel very confident leaving Pixie Hollow in your capable hands."
🥲🔫👈

"I will ensure the word we both dreamed of exists. But no one else should have to endure what we have. Crossing the border is too dangerous. It should be forbidden. Effective immediately”
Cue Tinkerbell and Periwinkle 🙌

‘He traced her cheekbones, the line of her jaw, the bow of her lips, with a reverence, it was as though he was committing every detail to memory.’

‘Good, she thought.’
Let this pain serve as a reminder of how desperately needed our separation is.
A love like theirs was ruinous. A broken wing was nothing compared to a broken heart. She could only hope that the pain of both would fade with time.’
You’re killing me here Clarion, for the love of god don’t do this