" Zofia did not believe in spirits. But the wind made the howling sound that had frightened her as a child and a small part of her thought of the stories that Hela had whispered in the dark. Tales of dybbuks with their disjointed souls and blue lips, of drowned ghost girls forced to guard treasure, of lands between the space of midnight and dawn where the dead walked and the light ran cold and thin. Zofia neither liked nor believed in those tales.

But she did remember them. "

― Roshani Chokshi , The Silvered Serpents (The Gilded Wolves, #2)