Darkdawn

I am a daughter of the dark between the stars. I am the thought that wakes the bastards of this world sweating in the nevernight. i am the vengeance of every orphaned daughter, every murdered mother, every bastard son. I am the war you cannot win.

Don't fuck with librarians, young lady. We know the power of words.

Fear was Can't. Fear was Won't. But fear wasn't ever a choice. To never fear was to never hope. Never love. never live. To never fear the dark was to never smile as the dawn kissed your face. To never fear solitude was to never know the joy of a beauty in your arms. Part of having is the fear of losing. Part of creating is the fear of it breaking. Part of beginning is the fear of your ending. Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is.

You never know what can break you until you're falling apart. You never miss your shadow until you're lost in the dark.

What doesn't kill me had better fucking run

I am the war you cannot win.

But to live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to never die. And to burn in the memories of our friends is to never say goodbye.

Sometimes the past won't just die. Sometimes you have to kill it.

I've got no claim. She's not mine. She's hers. But if you think for one second I'm not willing to bathe in blood to be by her side when all this is over, then you're insane... I will rip all three suns out of heaven to keep her safe, you hear me? I will kill the fucking sky.

This is who I am. I'm not a hero. I'm a vengeful, selfish bitch. And I've never pretended otherwise. If you wanted a saviour, perhaps you should've picked a girl who believes this world is worth saving.

Nevernight. Stupid name for a book.

Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is.

However it ends, at least you had a story to tell.

Oh, fuck me," you were thinking, "it's been awhile. I wonder where all the footnotes went. Maybe the author got embarrassed by everyone in his own book taking a steaming shit on them, and decided to refrain for the rest of the novel." Well, fuck you, gentle friends.

I denied death for you. And I'd die for you again. Kill for you. I'd tear the stars down from the heavens to fashion you a crown. You are my heart. My Queen. I'd do anything and everything you ask me, Mia.

Blessings and curses fall on the wicked and the just alike. Fair is a fairy tale. Nothing's claimed by those who don't want it, and nothing's kept by those who won't fight for it. So let's fight. Fuck the gods. Fuck it all. Let's take the world by the throat and make it give us what we want.

And that's the riddle, little brother. How do you kill a monster without becoming one yourself?

My name is Mia Corvere. Blade of the Red Church. Champion of the Venatus Magni. Chosen of the Dark Mother and Queen of Scoundrels. Never call me girl again.

It has footnotes. What kind of wanker writes a novel with footnotes?

Pretty warriors can’t fight for shit. You can’t know how sweet it is to breathe ’til you’ve had your ribs broken. You can’t appreciate being happy ’til someone has made you cry. And there’s no point blaming yourself for the kickings life gives you. Just think about how much it hurt, and how much you don’t want to feel that way again. And that’ll help you do what you need to do the next time to win.

I'm not a slave to your destiny. I walk my own road. I make my own mistakes. And maybe this is one of them. But I'll fucking own it. because it's my choice. My life. My fate.

Pale and beautiful, she walked on. She wore the night, gentlefriends. And all the night came with her.

Promises are for poets.

You could always put a shirt on.' 'It'd ruin my Murderous Bitch aesthetic.

Death is a promise we all must keep. Sooner or later.

But even the moon loved our girl too much to let her die for long.

You promised to remember her. Not just the good parts. The ugly parts and the selfish parts and the real parts, too. All of her, Mercurio, who can do that ,if not you?

But it's a terrible thing, Dona Mia, when the ones who should love you best leave you for the wolves.

I am a part of you, and you are all of me.

To live in the hearts we leave behind is to never die.