Owlcrate!!
Look what came in my Owlcrate!
Finally read this. It was AMAZING. Check out my review. Blog link in my profile.
"The only way it will remember you is if you do something worthy of remembrance."
(The painting is mine. The words are not ?)
I like this book so far, but I'm reading this reluctantly because it's such a bleak, violent world, and I'm like, "It's spring!!! I need happy feels!!!"
The stars, filled with cold light and secrets, held no emotion in their fixed language of fate. Emotion belonged to life, a thing the stars could never experience. I, not the starlight, shaped my decisions.
I'm reading this for like, the fifth time. It hasn't even been out two weeks.
BUTTERBEER in Hogsmeade!
Rue gave a little mental sigh. No one would ever describe her as deadly attractive. She brightened a bit. Perhaps she could aspire to just deadly?
"The truth," said Amar, taking a step closer to me, "is that you look neither lovely nor demure. You look like edges and thunderstorms. And I would not have you any other way."
We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.