Mary E.Pearson

Today was the day a thousand dreams would die and a single dream would be born.

Just as she had since the first time I saw her, she fascinated me, except that now I needed her like a raven needs the sky

But all I heard was a different kind of knowing, one that even Morrighan couldn’t hear, a knowing that felt as sure and old as the earth itself. It whispered deep within my gut, I am yours, Morrighan, forever yours … and when the last star of the universe blinks silent, I will still be yours