33 Quotes by Kristen Ciccarelli

The stories Essie most loved were ones about the Skyweaver, a goddess who spun souls into stars and wove them into the sky.

Like a sailor who needs the heavens to find his way home, you were my own star, burning in the night. Helping me find my way.

Asha glanced up. The look in his eyes made her breath catch. It was like looking into the heart of a star: bright and burning.

As realization sunk in, Asha screamed her rage – at Elorma, at the Old One, and at the bloodred moon waning above her. And when she was done screaming, the shadow dragon remained. Head tilted. Eyes fixed on her. As if to say: Where are you going? Can I come too?

Weet je, Jarek, ik kijk echt uit naar je verbintenis. Vooral naar het moment waarop mijn zus tijdens je huwelijksnacht je ballen eraf snijdt en boven de muren hijst. – Dax.

Once there was a girl who was drawn to ancient wicked things. Things like forbidden, ancient stories.

What are souls, but stars waiting to be born?

The two sisters didn’t come wailing. They came quietly, holding on to each other. As if they needed no one’s comfort but the other’s. As if, as long as they were together, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The old heroes were called Namsara after a beloved god, he said. So she would be called Iskari, after a deadly one.