He is strong, and lithe, and certain. And he is mine.
I'll say it one last time: Be brave.
I think I speak for everyone," he says, "when I say you have earned the title of Dauntless".
Life's something we already understand. Death is a mystery.
I ignore my fear,” he says. “When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn’t exist.” I stare at him for a second. I can’t help it. To me there’s a difference between not being afraid and acting in spite of fear, as he does.
Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.