The Dauthless Have The Wierdest

I Am Proud. It Will Get Me Into Trouble Someday, But Today It Makes Me Brave

Noise And Activity Are The Refuges Of The Bereaved And The Guilty.

She Believes That Tobias Belongs To Her Now. She Doesn't Know The Truth, That He Belongs To Himself.

For Someone So Small, You're Heavy, Stiff," He Mutters.

Sometimes I Still Forget To Look For The Gentler Parts Of Her. For So Long All I Saw Was The Strength, Standing Out Like The Wiry Muscles In Her Arms Or The Black Ink Marking Her Collarbone With Flight.