4 Quotes by Breeana Shields

Each weapon is a work of art, and I wonder what drives the impulse to make the instruments of death beautiful. A jewel-encrusted dagger. A golden-pommeled sword.A kiss.Like we can make murder less ugly by performing it with something splendid.

She snaps her fingers, and a large white snake drops from overhead and slinks its way around her shoulders. She often wears them like scarves.

I’m not a bad person. At least that’s what I tell myself over and over as I wend my way through the marketplace, past the vendors selling spiced meats and bright fabric, incense and rare birds.

That’s how you know something is ready to be devoured, when it gives just a little under pressure. It’s the same with people.