She had fallen in love with him twice. She loved him now with both loves, so overpowering it was almost unbearable.

It was funny, she thought, but her smile turned wistful because she had nobody to tell.

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

So, you wouldn't marry me." "Ridiculous question. I'm eighteen!" "Oh, it's an age thing?" He frowned. "You don't mean wild oats, do you? We're not going to have some stupid break so you can experience other---" Zuzana put a hand over his mouth. "Gross. Don't even say it.

We dreamed together of the world remade.

A pause came between them, and it was so full of Akiva that Karou imagined she could smell him.

I want to touch with my mouth. His mouth, with my mouth. Maybe his neck, too. But first things first: Make him aware I exist. It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a ‘don't step on the small girl’ kind of way.