Oh. I just assumed... That because I am so absorbed by him everyone must be too.
Learning how to think in the midst of fear is a lesson that everyone needs to learn.
Arrogance is one of the flaws in the Erudite heart -- I know. It is often in mine.
He leans his face close to mine and wraps his fingers around my chin. His hand smells like metal. When was the last time he held a gun, or a knife?
She wanted us to have more than five choices. Now we have none.
I laugh, and it's laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place where everything I've ever known is coming apart.