He dropped the pretense, and dropped his head, so his brow came to rest against the sun-warmed top of hers. His arms went around her and drew her in, and Karou and Akiva were like two matches struck against each other to flare starlight. With a sigh, she softened, and it was pure homecoming to melt against him and rest.
Laini Taylor...and she felt the words come from some iron place within her that hadn't existed an hour ago. She didn't speak loudly, but there was such a change in her voice. Coming from that iron place, it was heavy and true; it wasn't persuasive, or desperate, or antagonistic. It just was.
Laini TaylorHey! My body may be small, but my soul is large. Itโs why I wear platforms. So I can reach the top of my soul.
Laini TaylorSo here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sisterโs Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. Whatโs wrong with me?
Laini Taylor