“I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you." You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold...a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin, and had tiny flecks of gold catching the light. I couldn't stop staring at it. "Why?" I asked. You didn't answer that. Instead you touched the ring gently and looked piercingly at me, unsaid questions in your eyes.” MadeSaidLightEyeBeautifulAnswersBloodColdGoldSkinsFingersTinyRingsMade ItStaringTouchedCatchingLumpsUnsaidEmeraldsColourful Author:Lucy Christopher
“Then your fingers moved down to my chin. You pushed it up with your thumb to look at me, almost like you were studying me in the artificial lights above my head. And, I mean, you really looked at me … with eyes like two stars. [...] And I had wings fluttering away inside me all right. Big fat moth wings. You trapped me easily, drew me toward you like I was already in the net.” LooksMeanTwoBigsLightEyeStarsStudyLike YouMovedWingsFingersFatsArtificialTrappedLook At MeThumbsChinsMothsFlutteringArtificial Light Book:Stolen Source: Stolen
“I remember the lights turning into blurs of blazing fire. I remember the air-conditioning chilling my arms. The smell of coffee smudging into the smell of eucalyptus.” LightRememberFireAirArmsSmellCoffeeChillConditioningBlurBlazingAir Conditioning Book:Stolen Source: Stolen
“The sun was bobbing on the horizon, just peeking over. Its light shimmered on the sand behind you, making your body look like it was glowing … like it had a kind of aura.” LooksKindBodyLightBehindsSunYour BodySandHorizonBehind YouGlowingAurasPeeking Book:Stolen Source: Stolen
“The sand stretched out gray and ghostlike and illuminated, a column of light leading forward. It was like something a dead person would see, a tunnel leading toward heaven.” PersonsLightHeavenSandGrayTunnelsColumnsLike Something Author:Lucy Christopher
