He tugged on the hood, and I savored the shadows and menace and wings.Death on swift wings. That's what I'd call the painting.He said softly, "I love it when you look at me like that."The purr in his voice heated my blood. "Like what?""Like my power isn't something to run from. Like you see me.
-Sarah J. Maas
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