“We dance around a fire that kicks away the dark. We are vespertine flowers, night bloomers. Loneliness is nothing but an illusion.”
Categories: Short Stories
“We dance around a fire that kicks away the dark. We are vespertine flowers, night bloomers. Loneliness is nothing but an illusion.”
“Hesperus, the Evening Star, shines in a clear sky. Little brown bats flutter near the treetops; somewhere in the distance, you can almost hear the depth of the ocean calling the waves back home.”
“In time, in time they tell me, I’ll not feel so bad. I don’t want time to heal me. There’s a reason I’m like this.
I want time to set me ugly and knotted with loss of you, marking me. I won’t smooth you away.
I can’t say goodbye.”
― China Miéville, The Scar