“Oh, Irrylath,Irrylath, we squaundered our two years together.” — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“So I leave proof of my existence behind me like a snail trail with the small hope that years of talking at… — Laura Wiess Copy Share Image
“Xavier stares past her with watery eyes. 'Why does the world feel the need to drop its weight upon my shoulders?' he… — Elizabeth Ybarra Copy Share Image
