“Take it from me. Now is always the answer. Besides, do you have anything better to do? Mope around for a decade or two?" Casiopea drummed her fingers against her skirt and chewed her lip. The dramatic poetry she'd read would have called for this and more. There was sadness in her, of course, but she didn't wish to crack like fine china either. She could not wither away. In the world of the living, one must live. And had this not been her wish? To live. Truly live.” GriefHeartbreak Book:Gods of Jade and Shadow Source: Gods of Jade and Shadow
“There was sadness in her, of course, but she didn’t wish to crack like fine china either. She could not wither away. In the world of the living, one must live.” LifeGriefSadness Book:Gods of Jade and Shadow Source: Gods of Jade and Shadow
“Do you miss it?" she asked, because there was longing in his words, and his kingdom sounded quite astonishing, not like the shadowy place of sorrow she'd been told about. "I belong there," he said.” LossGriefMissingSorrowLongingBelongingKingdom Book:Gods of Jade and Shadow Source: Gods of Jade and Shadow