Through the Ever Night

Love is a rebellious bird that nobody can tame.

Love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and earth and everything in between.

Do you ever miss anything?' Perry smiled. 'You, all the time.

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you, I miss you. Be ready, because when I see you, I'll never let you go again.

A good dream was something you clung to until the last moment before waking.

There was nothing more painful than hurting someone you loved.

It didn't matter if Aria was hundreds of miles away, or whether she'd hurt him, or said goodbye, or anything else. Nothing would change the way he felt. The moment Aria had taken his hand on the roof at Marron's, she'd changed everything. No matter what happened, she'd always be the one.

Come thaw my frozen heart, my little arctic kitten.” Unable to resist, Aria jumped in and picked up the next line. “No chance, my yeti man, I’d rather be frostbitten.” “Let me be your snowman. Come live in my igloo.” “I’d rather freeze to death than hibernate with you.

We lose and lose, but we're still here. Shaking in place, afraid of doing something. I'm tired of settling for this because I don't know if something better exists. It has to. What point is there otherwise? I can do something about it now. And I will.

He's so unlucky it's almost lucky," Gren said. "It's like he has reverse luck." "He's reverse good-looking, too" said Hyde. "I'm going to reverse punch you," Strag said to his brother. "That was reverse smart, man. It means you're going to punch yourself.

I won't be chased by the sky.

Roar's smile widened. "I know. You missed me." She rolled her eyes. "It's barely been three weeks since I last saw you." "Miserable stretch of time." He said.

He brought a sense of rightness. She felt it every moment she spent with him. Even the wrong ones. Even the painful ones, like now.

Love is a rebellious bird that nobody can tame. He looked up, meeting her eyes. 'I'm called Peregrine. Like the falcon. People call me Perry.' She smiled. 'We're alike, Perry. My voice is called a falcon soprano.' His hand brushed past her cheek and slid into her hair. 'We're the same, Aria.

Ideals belong in a world only the wise man can understand," Marron said quietly.

Come back with me, Aria. Be with me.

You know, glass is pretty easy to break, Aria." Roar was watching here, his gaze thoughtful.

Love is a rebellious bird that nobody can tame[...] I think the bird is the connection between us... I'd do anything for him.

Listen closely...this is the most important thing you need to know while you're here. Do not eat the haddock. They've been overcooking it terribly.

It was a message from her. A reminder—here among hundreds of people—of a moment that had been theirs alone.

You broke me in half when you left.

She could look at him forever. She could spend her life watching him just blink and breathe that near to her.

His eyes were heavy with desire, but she saw something else. A gleam that made her suspicious. "What?" she asked. His hand slid to her hips. "You're incredible." "That's not what you were thinking." "Was so. I always think that." He leaned in, twisting a strand of her hair around his finger as he kissed her bottom lip. "But I was also wondering what you were doing around Butter today. Aria laughed. That was attractive. She smelled like horse.

We lose and lose, but we're still here. Shaking in place, afraid of doing something. I'm tires of settling for this because I don't know if something better exists. It has to. What point is there otherwise? I can do something about it. And I will.

He’d pushed it back, where he’d kept the thought for weeks, but it wouldn’t stay. Wouldn’t stop. Wouldn’t let him go.

Perry's hand settled on her hip, his grip firm. She felt his kiss settle into something deeper as his mouth moved with more urgency over hers. Suddenly there was more heat between them...

He's so unlucky it's almost lucky." Gren said. "It's like he has reverse luck." "He's reverse good-looking, too." said Hyde "I'm going to reverse punch you," Strag said to his brother. "That was revers smart, man. it means you're going to punch yourself.

I followed a hunch,” she said. “I had to—and I was right.

I agree with you,” Marron said quietly. “For what it’s worth.” Perry nodded in thanks. It was worth a lot just then.

They'd taken their greatest strength and hidden it like a weakness. "Should we try this again?" he asked. Aria smiled. "The right way," she said, and wove her fingers through his. "Together.