Losing beauty was easy. Overlooking it, forgetting it, hardening yourself so much you could no longer be surprised or overwhelmed by it. I pulled back, taking in the strong line of his jaw, the sharp edge of cheekbone and the skin now warm from the r...
Perfect beauty could be so ugly.
I could stand alone because I knew I was not alone.
The flower drifted, light and open, gliding a path through still water like the faint stirrings of a dream.
Love was as flawed and terrible and beautiful as we were. To be alive meant looking for it in ourselves and in others, an imperfection searching for an impossible perfection. Because in that journey was where truth resided. Love wasn’t about being ...
What drove me now was a force beyond elementals, beyond time. It was the force of a thousand years of history, the collected voices of generations of ondines, the desires of those who’d lived and died. It was the dreams of my mother, the regrets of...
These hands don't have magic." Daniel looked down at his palms. "But they can still do good, Kendra. Magic is extraordinary, a gift I will always marvel over. But it doesn't determine a person's worth, what they choose to believe in. Our dreams are f...
To be ready does not mean it will be easy. It doesn't mean it will be smooth. It means that even when it's difficult, you have what it takes to survive.
