Words are everything. Words give wings even to those who have been stamped upon, broken beyond all hope of repair.

I always felt that sci-fi and fantasy were my thing. Bit of a geek, Im afraid. But I like creating worlds, and I felt it was a genre that gave me more freedom. It just seemed like I belonged there.

There are certain things in life that you never forget. Things that dig deep, things that nest in the hadal zone.

There was no normal. There never had been. "Normal" and "natural" were the biggest lies we'd ever created.

his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies

I like to imagine there were more of us in the beginning. Not many, I suppose. But more than there are now.

I looked at him and he looked at me. A moment. A choice. My choice. His choice.