“The sun was high overhead in the world above. My husband slept soundly beside me, his breathing soft and even. We had fallen asleep resting against each other, but during the night we had drifted apart, founding our separate kingdoms on… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“For you, Elisabeth.” He offered me the flute again. This time I took it. Despite the cold air, the instrument was warm, and felt… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“I did not want to fight. I wanted to surrender, because surrender was the greater part of courage.” — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“Her grandmother had told her to beware the wolves that prowled in the wood, but the little girl knew the little boy was not dangerous, even if he was the king of the goblins. Will you marry me, Elisabeth? the little boy asked, and the little girl did not wonder at how he knew her name. Oh, she replied, but… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share
“He looked at me as no one had before, as though I were more the sum of my eyes, my nose, my lips, my hair, and my wretched plainness. He looked as though he saw me entire, as though he knew me" -Liesl” — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share
“Humans were not meant for isolation. WE were not meant for loneliness.” — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“We were as far from each other as we could be in that moment; he on one end of forever, me on the other.” — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“I am,” I said slowly, “a girl with music in her soul. I am a sister, a daughter, a friend, who fiercely protects those… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“Beware. That on burns like kindling. All flash, and no real heat. But you...you smolder, mistress. There is a fire burning within you, but… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“But Elisabeth..." I held my breath. "She was never a hothouse flower. She is a sturdy oak tree. If her leaves have fallen, then… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“Someone takes me in his arms. “Hans?” I ask weakly. There is no reply. Only the sensation of long fingers running along the length… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“Without sacrifice, nothing good can grow. Without death, there can be no rebirth." -Der Erlkonig” — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
