Half-human, half-angel, Meridian Sozu has a dark responsibility. Sixteen-year-old Meridian has been surrounded by death ever since she can remember. As a child, insects, mice, and salamanders would burrow into her bedclothes and die. At her elementary school, she was blamed for a classmate’s... read more
“Smoked sausage and a jolly tupping. Ale and folly. Fickle bosoms and bar fights. That is the sum of experiences my souls gathered from their lives. All foods I don't understand. Why do I attract all the unsophisticated fancy men? For once could one love the opera and his mother? —Lucinda Myer, b. 1702-d. 1808”
Everything is temporary, except the sky. When you find yourself caught up in the horrors or the heroes of a lifetime, look up. Don’t look down. That which is beneath our feet is liquid, but the sky, the sky is solid, constant, ever ready and ever hopeful that the sun will rise in the morning and the moon will rise at night. They don’t really set, you know. They’re always rising, just rising for someone else.”Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
Memento te mortalem esse sed vim in perpetuum durare. Remember you are mortal but energy lives forever.Highlighted by 22 Kindle customers
“What good is a quilt if it’s unused? The same as a life unused. They’re meant to be wrung out and frayed around the edges. That’s the way of things. Always has been. Always will be.”Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Lux tenebras semper vincit. Light always conquers the darkness.Highlighted by 19 Kindle customers
Love is the greatest act of Faith. —Lucinda MyerHighlighted by 15 Kindle customers
“I love you. Don’t you know that?” He’d closed his eyes with his confession.Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
I kept swiveling my head, thinking that if I could see the threat coming I could do something brave and heroic, like get the hell out of the way.Highlighted by 15 Kindle customers
We fit together like we’d done this a million times before. I tasted tomorrow on his lips.Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
It is what we are taught. It is what we know. It is our deepest secret, for to know the truth quite literally requires a death. The seeker’s death, not ours. Never ours, until the end. So we never tell. When our loved ones begin to fade out of their bodies, & they are able to see us for the first time, well, by then it is too late to explain. So we burn brightly & become the doorway, the path between this life & the beyond.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, but can change its form?”Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
Prologue
Chapters 1- 35
Followed by Wildcat Fireflies.
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