Crocus & Clematis

“That was the truth of magic—blood and guts and semen and spit, organs kept in jars, maps for hunting humans, the skulls of unborn infants. The problem wasn’t books and fairy tales, just that they told half the story, offering up the illusion of a world where only the villains paid in blood, the ogre stepmothers, the wicked stepsisters, where magic was just and without sacrifice.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Hell Bent

“For her, it was always a kind of curse to have such an untrustworthy oracle. I believe in the Darkness. How could I not, when it’s my body? When it’s my body that it enters? But to believe is not always to obey. The things the Darkness tells them cannot be interpreted on this plane. The Darkness is demented, it’s a savage god, a mad god.”
― Mariana Enríquez, Our Share of Night

“We make noise to fill the hole we have inside.”
― Mariana Enríquez, Our Share of Night

“Nothing can hurt you now, how long was now, how long did the present last?”
― Mariana Enríquez, Our Share of Night