“No matter how bleak and black her existence became, the familiar sight of the moon restored something within her, small as it was—like tiny fluttering wings of flame beating back the darkness.” — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“It was more real than anything she’d ever imagined, and she clung to that in the same way that the sky clung to the earth.” — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“We all know pain,’ Nate said. ‘It becomes a part of us… But it doesn't define us.” — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“You fail to acknowledge just how amazing you actually are. I would happily spend the rest of my days trying to make you see… — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“No matter how bleak and black her existence became, the familiar sight of the moon restored something within her, small as it was—like tiny… — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“Fire curled in the old woman’s hand, bright and hungry as though it could already taste its next victim.” — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“Even as the urgency of the task ahead reemerged in thought, her body grappled with the notion, buying into the soothing sweetness—of Nate’s embrace,… — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“The tower loomed above them, growing, casting its cold shadow over them all as they drew closer. Tangled ropes of green ivy blanketed one… — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
“It was more real than anything she’d ever imagined, and she clung to that in the same way that the sky clung to the… — Shona Moyce Copy Share Image
