#boneseasonedit

if wanting you is treachery, then let me always bear these scars. let them be a badge of pride, not shame.

there was no normal. there never had been. "normal" and "natural" were the biggest lies we'd ever created.

The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon You may not believe it, but it is what I desire the most in the world. This place has afflicted me with a terrible wanderlust. I long for the fire, for the sights you have seen. Yet here I am, two hundred years after I arrived. Still a prisoner, though I masquerade as a king.

It felt natural.

Some people believe that if they keep their heads down and stick to their safe routine and trust that nothing bad will befall them, then it won’t. They see things happening to others, but they think they’re different; they’re special; it could never happen to them. They believe that nothing can get better, but also that nothing can get worse. They’re cowards, in one way, because they won’t fight, but they’re also brave, because they’re willing to accept their lot in life. Glupava smelost, we called it. Foolish courage.

You will understand that all of us are devils in the skins of men. You will become the monster that lives inside us all.

His gaze slid to my face. “Colchicum.” Pause. “You did not intend to escape.”

                                                     …Then he kissed me again.