“Jullian crossed his arms, almost defensively, but there was no heat behind it. “Animals have morality? That still sounds… primitive. Like pack survival instinct. What does that have to do with our laws? With people who give up their lives for strangers? That’s not instinct. That’s… irrational. It’s like a failure in the cost-benefit logic.” Mira bent down and plucked a weed growing through the cracked cement, fingers patient. “That’s where something beautiful begins. Reason refines instinct. It doesn't erase it. When we act against our social nature, our mind remembers what our body once knew. A pull toward others. An ache when we ignore it.” LovePhilosophyHumanityMutual Aid Book:Her Name is Anarchy: a novella Source: Her Name is Anarchy: a novella
“She stepped closer, close enough that the faint scent of coffee and something like cedar and ash clung to the air between them. Her tone was gentle, as though placing stones in a stream, guiding the water without disturbing it.” LoveBeautifulLove Quote Book:Her Name is Anarchy: a novella Source: Her Name is Anarchy: a novella
“The air is thick, the stone is cold, These chains are rust, these years are old. Darkness lingers, gnaws, decays, A hollow tomb in endless days.” LoveLove QuotesGothicLove PoemsGothic RomanceGothic LiteratureGothic FantasyGothic Poems Book:Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts Source: Gothic Poems to Love & Liberty: A Collection of Poems on Myths & Broken Hearts