Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by McKenzie Catron

Quote by McKenzie Catron

Work

A Goblin of the Glade

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

McKenzie Catron

Browse famous quotes and profile details for McKenzie Catron. more

You May Also Like

“And as the darkness approaches, I run my fingers along the rotten piano keys. What was meant to be a symbol of my ambition, was left battered due to my own uncertainty and incompetence. So with what little time I have left, I play a tune. It sounds dull, messy, dark, and empty, but also, strangely comforting. This piece represents a man who once dreamt of claiming the skies but could only watch the clouds from the ground. A man who has been severed from his soul and has walked this earth as nothing more than a mound of flesh. This is the requiem of the boy I was that was lost, and the man I could have been but never met. May death be kinder to me than life, even if all that awaits me is darkness. Thank you, to whomever it may concern, and goodbye.”

DeathDarknessLonelinessSad
Author:Chenson Lee
Create image

“Her father had told her repeatedly that fear was the one force that drove all darkness in the world. Love, on the other hand, was the greatest source of power. Love strengthened the weakest, gave them a ferocity that fear never offered. Mothers defended their children. Partners, friends, good people stared down evil, becoming something to be feared. Because of love. Yet love wasn't the path Camilla had chosen. She'd succumbed to that same moral trap. Change was terrifying. The unknown always was. It was the very essence of its being unknown that made it so. The familiar was comforting even when it wasn't necessarily good.”

LoveFearChangeDarknessStrengthDriveKerri ManiscalcoCamillaThrone Of The FallenCamilla Antonius
Book:Throne of the Fallen
Create image

“Soon, she is dreaming:  I am reading a letter addressed to me by an unknown hand:  Dear Kate.  The moon rises over the tips of the mountain peaks as we sit here in the darkness thinking of you – and remembering.  Remembering the smells of flowers long ago dried and withered away, their faint fragrances hanging in the misty air.  Remembering whispers of times gone by.  As we have done in the past, we dig deep, looking for clues to your whereabouts.  Eyes peek out at us from within the stillness of the night – eyes filled with longing and desire – curious orbs floating like lanterns in the misty void.  Looking up from the letter still within her dream, Kate finds herself face to face with two golden beacons of love-filled radiance.”

LightKnowledgeDarknessMetaphysicalEnlighteningControversialEnchantmentTouching LifeUniversal Mystery
Book:Victorian Songlight: The Birthings of Magic & Mystery
Create image