Jena

“Emifal Firdaant,' I say to him.
'You've said that before. What does it mean?'
I cannot quite look at him when I say it. 'May death claim me first.'
'Ah, no, my love.' He gathers me close. 'You cannot go first. I could not make sense of the world if you did.'
With that, he closes his eyes, but I cannot sleep. I stare up at the peak of the tent and listen to the rain drum down on the canvas. Emifal Firdaant, I beg the skies. Emifal Firdaant.”
― Sabaa Tahir, A ​Sky Beyond the Storm

“But sometimes, there is no reason. Sometimes you kill and hate killing but you are a soldier through and through so you keep killing. Your friends die. Your lovers die. And what you have at the end of your life is not the surety that you did it for some grand reason, but the hard knowledge that something was taken from you and you also gave it away. And you know you will carry that weight with you always.
'You got there first, my love. I envy you so. For how will I endure without you?”
― Sabaa Tahir, A ​Sky Beyond the Storm

“Go!" He shouted the word at her, leveling the arrow at her forehead even as tears poured down his cheeks. "I never want to see your face. I never want to hear your name. If there were a way to scour you from my life, I'd do it. But until I find the strength to put you in a goddamned grave, this is all I have. Now run!"

His fingers quivered on the bowstring. He would do it. And it would kill him.”
― Danielle L. Jensen, The Bridge Kingdom

“Dead leaves give the feeling of relief that there's still something in the world,
That’s also as devoid as you are
Touching every leaf mark on the stem tells you a story
Listen to it carefully
That once there was a connection
But with time
And the change in the season
Made way for the leave to fall off
To change its color too
To tell the stem that this is the time to take a leave
To finally say "goodbye"
And leave behind the faded scars
That'll make way for the birth of new leaves
To make another affiliation with the new companions.”
― Hareem Ch, Muse Buzz