You could look out the window today, see the sky raining fire, and say that it has all been for nothing, everything we've ever done, because now we've lost. But folk were born and lived and knew friendship and music in this city, ugly as it is, and all across this land that we fought for. Some grew old, and others were less lucky. Many bore children and raised them, and had the pleasure of making them, too, and we gave them that for as long as we could. Who has ever done more, my friend?
Laini TaylorAnd yet, something tied them together, strong than any of that, something with the power to conduct her blood and breath like a symphony, so that anything she did to fight against it felt like discord, like disharmony with her self.
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