You aren’t alone. You have your crown.
Words can lie. See beyond them.
To stand in front of a person who is your whole world and be told you are not enough. You are not the choice. You are a shadow to the person who is your sun.
To look powerful is to be powerful.
There are pieces of me, small pieces, still in love with a fiction.
The truth is what I make it. I could set this world on fire and call it rain.
The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.
Rise, red as the dawn.[repeated often in the rest of the book]
Now I’m in a king’s cage. But so is he. My chains are Silent Stone. His is the crown.
No one is born evil, just like no one is born alone. They become that way, through choice and circumstance.
No one is born a monster. But I wish some people were. It would make it easier to hate them, to kill them, to forget their dead faces.
No heart can ever be truly understood. Not even your own.