Zuzana arched an eyebrow. She was a master of the eyebrow arch, and Karou envied her for it. Her own eyebrows did not function independently of each other, which handicapped her expressions of suspicion and disdain.
Laini TaylorMadrigal sniffed herself. "I'm almost sure I don't smell." "Maybe not, but between shining cleanliness and not smelling, there is a vast gray area.
Laini TaylorWas there another life she was meant to be living? At times she felt a keen certainty that there was ― a phantom life, taunting her from just out of reach. A sense would come over her while she was drawing or walking, and once while she was dancing slow and close with Kaz, that she was supposed to be doing something else with her hands, with her legs, with her body. Something else. Something else. Something else.
Laini Taylor—Los deseos son engañosos; sin embargo, la esperanza es sincera. La esperanza realiza su propia magia.
Laini TaylorDo you think it's over now, though? That he's through with me?"
"One way you could make sure," said Chiro. She was glib, jesting - surely - but her eyes were bright. "You could die," she said. "Resurrect ugly. He'd leave you alone then.
Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.
Laini Taylor...I crave a shawl."
He was tense with anger but his hands remained gentle at her waist. He said, "I can make you a shawl."
She cocked her head. "You knit? Well. That's an unusual accomplishment in a soldier.
That is your legend?" Akiva asked, incredulous. Madrigal had told him the story of the sun and Ellai while they flew. "That seraphim are the blood of a rapist sun?
Laini TaylorLove makes a person do strange things.
Laini TaylorThe worst moment of one's life could be seared into the memory, brighter than any joy.
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