123 Quotes by Charlie N. Holmberg

Ceony looked back up to see Lira grab Mg. Thane’s collar and rip it down clear to his sternum, exposing his chest. “I’m finally leaving, dearie,” she whispered, “and I’m taking you with me.” She plunged her right hand into his chest. Ceony stifled a cry. A golden ring of dust sparkled about Lira’s wrist as Mg. Thane screamed between clenched teeth. Lira pulled her red-stained hand back out, clasping a still-beating heart between her bloodied fingers.

But you can’t die!” Ceony cried, and Mg. Thane didn’t so much as flinch at the volume, or at the tear that struck him on the bridge of his nose. He didn’t seem aware of her at all. “You have too much to teach me! And you’re too nice to die!

Alfred snorted. “Paperwork. A Folder of all people, complaining about paperwork.

He opened his mouth to respond, closed it. Pushed fingers back through his short hair, then actually laughed. “I suppose we’re both horrible people.

He wore normal clothes, but his dark skin contrasted with the rest of the bystanders.

Her spirit felt too big for her body, blooming like a wild rose.

Decide where you want your life to go before you set it rolling.

You and I, we’ll always be different. There will always be something wild in us. Others will see what they want. It’s always been that way.

The clouds looked like ethereal creatures, sky-fish swimming across the blue expanse, following the sun to the other side of the world.