Raven has lost deeply, again and again, and she, too, has buried herself. There are pieces of her scattered all over. Her heart is nestled next to a small set of bones buried beside a frozen river, which will emerge with the spring thaw, a skeleton ship rising out of the water”.

Sometimes I feel like she deserves a best friend who is just a little more special.

It is war now, and armies need symbols.

People need other people to feel things for them," she said. "It gets lonely to feel things all by yourself.

you have to understand. i wasn't just thinking of me. i was thinking of her, too.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Juliet!' I whip around but not quickly enough. She's swallowed by the crowd, the gap that allowed her to break for the door closing just as quickly as it opened, a shifting Tetris pattern of bodies.