What does true even mean when it comes to a face? Only souls are true, and when you spill them to the air they melt away.

Magic won't save us. The power it would take to conjure on such a scale, the tithe would destroy us. The only hope...is hope. You don't need tokens for it - it's in your heart or nowhere. And in your heart, child, it had been stronger than I have ever seen.

I miss sunrise even more. The green scent of dawn in the forest? The color blushing back into the world, different every day.

Her courage was a guise. She wondered if courage always was, or if there were those who truly felt no fear.

It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover it up.

I want.." she said, knowing what she wanted, feeling pulled toward it, arching toward it, but hardly knowing how to say it.

Boredom is a terrible affliction of the soulless.