#agosedit

“Everyone thinks I have a death wish, you know? But I don't want to die - dying is easy. No, I want to live, but getting close to death is the only way to feel alive. And once you do, it makes you realize that everything you were actually doing before wasn't actually living. It was just making do. Call me crazy, but I think we do the best living when the stakes are high.”

@schwabnet​ get to know the members + denali ⟶  fave character: rhy maresh

But most of all, Rhy hated the way his living changed how Kell lived, the way his brother moved through life as if it were suddenly fragile. The black stone, and whatever lived inside it, and for a time in Kell, had changed his brother, woken something restless, something reckless. Rhy wanted to shout, to shake Kell and tell him not to shy away from danger on his account, but charge toward it, even if it meant getting hurt.

Because Rhy deserved that pain.

He could see his brother suffocating beneath the weight of it. Of him.

books of 2017 a gathering of shadows by v.e. schwab

October: How can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got? 

books read in twenty eighteen  → a gathering of shadows

anoshe was a word for strangers in the street, and lovers between meetings, for parents and children, friends and family. it softened the blow of leaving. Eased the strain of parting. a careful nod to the certainty of today, the mystery of tomorrow. when a friend left, with little chance of seeing home, they said anoshe. when a loved one was dying, they said anoshe. when corpses were burned, bodies given back to the earth and souls to the stream, those left grieving said anoshe.