Eternity has a way of letting us all grow up.
Shannon L. AlderTag: love family unrequited-love sisters
Cruel people offer pity when they no longer feel threatened. However, kind people offer compassion and understanding regardless.
Shannon L. AlderTag: compassion communication jealousy hatred understanding anger games cruelty competition listening sisters talking pity fake reaching-out mental-disorders hurting-people fake-christians family-members no-communication no-talking passive-agressive-behavior
A coward talks to everyone but YOU.
Shannon L. AlderTag: fear jealousy weak games slander liars competition sisters anxiety coward rumors heartless insecure-women low-self-esteem stalkers jealous-women fake-christians evil-women defaming cheats false-information gossips paranoid-men sisterinlaws
The strength was always in you. All you had to do was find it.
Katherine GivensTag: strength love family inspiration romance sisters historical-romance in-her-dreams katherine-givens
The first boy was always the hardest.
Sarah DessenTag: sisters
And I have to admit that there is something undeniably fulfilling about hunting with Rosie. Somehow, it makes me feel as if the long list of differences between us doesn't exist. We're dressed the same, we fight the same enemy, we win together ... It's as though for that moment I get to be her, the one who isn't covered in thick scars, and she gets to understand what it is to be me. It's different than hunting with Silas--he and I are partners, not part of the same heart.
Jackson PearceTag: heart connection sisterhood sisters team fairy-tale warriors bond partner same fighters
When we were little, Scarlett and I were utterly convinced that we'd originally been one person in our mother's belly. We believed that somehow, half of us wanted to be born and half wanted to stay. So our heart had to be broken in two so that Scarlett could be born first, and then I finally braved the outside world a few years later. It made sense, in our pig-tailed heads--it explained why, when we ran through grass or danced or spun in circle long enough, we would lose track of who was who and it started to feel as if there were some organic, elegant link between us, our single heart holding the same tempo and pumping the same blood. That was before the attack, though. Now our hearts link only when we're hunting, when Scarlett looks at me with a sort of beautiful excitement that's more powerful than her scars and then tears after a Fenris as though her life depends on its death. I follow, always, because it's the only time when our hearts beat in perfect harmony, the only time when I'm certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are one person broken in two.
Jackson PearceTag: energy fight heart connection sisterhood sisters fairy-tale bond red-riding-hood link
I came to a sketch where the space between my arm and Greta’s arm, the shape of the place between us, had been darkened in. The negative space. That’s what Finn called it. He was always trying to get me to understand negative space. And I did. I could understand what he was saying, but it didn’t come naturally to me. I had to be reminded to look for it. To see the stuff that’s there but not there. In this sketch, Finn had colored in the negative space, and I saw that it made a shape that looked like a dog’s head. Or, no—of course, it was a wolf’s head, tilted up, mouth open and howling. It wasn’t obvious or anything. Negative space was kind of like constellations. The kind of thing that had to be brought to your attention. But the way Finn did it was so skillful. It was all in the way Greta’s sleeve draped and the way my shoulder angled in. So perfect. It was almost painful to look at that negative space, because it was so smart. So exactly the kind of thing Finn would think of. I touched my finger to the rough pencil lines, and I wished I could let Finn know that I saw what he’d done. That I knew he’d put that secret animal right between Greta and me.
Carol Rifka BruntTag: art sisters negative-space
A chuckle escaped Meredith's lips as Cassie swung from sleepy little girl to sympathetic confidante to vengeful angel all in the course of a single minute.
Karen WitemeyerTag: humor sisters best-friends
gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold"
'Is there a chorus?'
"Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold".' said Hwel.
'You left out a "gold" there.
Tag: humor gold sisters dwarfs wyrd
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