Kingsbane

“We fight until we can’t fight anymore, and then we die, and none of it will matter anyway. Nothing’s changing.”

Now that I’ve known a life with you by my side, I’m not sure I could bear that kind of loneliness again.

Without fire or metal or raging waves,

Without shadows that mask or light that saves,

Without earth that shatters or wind that flies,

Still we burn, and still we rise.”

“I wish my heart was black,” she said after a moment. “I wish it was hard as polished stone. Impenetrable, incapable of shattering.”

but my head is full of anxious storms, and writing you helps quiet them

“I see you, Rielle. I see you. And I am not afraid. You will never have to pretend with me. Not ever.”

“We are the light against the darkness, and we must continue to burn brightly, so others may find their way out.”

Because we are well-matched,” he said. “Like the sun and the moon. Like day and night. I am the shore and you are the sea, my darling. The wild, wild sea—ever-changing and mighty. I need your passion, and you need something steady to come home to. An anchor, warm and sunlit.”

My life since leaving home that night has been a lonely one. Now that I’ve known a life with you by my side, I’m not sure I could bear that kind of loneliness again.”

I would laugh, if I wasn’t afraid it would make me cry. In conclusion, did I mention that my capacity for self-hatred is limitless?”