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1 " Dianna looked at the moon. That night it was barely a crescent cradling earthshine, a white wisp of silk or a sliver of creamy birch bark. Incomplete, but there. It would grow, as night-blooming jasmine would grow, or a blot of spilled milk, or a hillside gathering snow. "
― Marissa Byfield , The Soft Fall (Lunar Siege Book 1)
2 " Cheers to trails yet traveled and tales yet told. May we learn the ways of long waters, of vast lands where feet have not yet fallen. Cheers to you, my steadfast family, bound by the path we share. May Faeralis protect and keep us. May fate be on our side. "
3 " You fell into a rift,” he said, his low voice making eddies in her stream of memory. “That’s why the hunters didn’t find you, but we did. The wolf wants you to live. We want you to live. "
4 " We are the few who survived their attacks and found each other. "
5 " For there is one thing a vagrant knows–never call nowhere Nowhere, and never call Anywhere yours, for Anywhere is always someone else’s. "
6 " I may no longer be a man of god, but I am a man of logic. Being without it very nearly drove me to madness. "
7 " We’re the same,” she said. “So, let’s be friends. "
8 " I’m here, Dianna,” he said. The words were unassuming, but he spoke her name with a subtle reverence. His tongue curled over it like a breath pulled from his throat, deep and sensuous, and it quivered like quicksilver through her bones. He spoke her name like he loved her. "
9 " In that moment, the wolf was gone. She saw the man who had lived without love for too long, who studied her with what seemed like pure fascination. "
10 " And I shall not fear the solitary fate of death,For as surely as we are born, the weight of death grows inside us all. But while there grows one true death, lives upon lives are collapsed within us, sleeping, folded as wings. "
11 " Snow-laced pines loomed tall and motionless as sentinels around her. Something moved among them, half-smothered in the dark. Dianna glimpsed slivers of its lupine form. A chill slithered through her as she rose to her feet. "
12 " Then let her be a strong girl,” she said. “Let the earth shape her into a wild thing, and let her dance like the wind and stand like a stone. Let your fears not become hers. "
13 " Though kin scatter the earth like seed and grow apart, their paths are rooted in the same ground. "
