Thursday, January 26, 2017

Quote of the Day

Barrons glided toward me in that eerie, fluid fashion, stopped, and laced our hands together. 

We would hold on to each other until the last. 

Sun, moon, and stars, I told him.

He inclined his head. Of all the years, this one with you has been my finest. Fire to my ice, Mac.

Frost to my flame, Jericho.

Forever, we said, and it was a vow far more powerful and binding than any ring or piece of paper. 

Feversong
~~Karen Marie Moning

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