It was an awful sound. Broken. Beautiful. The sound of a ruin learning to stand again.
“If I take you again,” he warned, “I will not stop. I will not be gentle. I will devour every corner of your soul until nothing remains but the shape of my teeth.” When he takes -Fallen god 2- - Gabrielle Sands
In the silence, I remembered what the old texts said about the Fallen God’s curse. That he would destroy whatever he loved most. That his touch was ruin. That his heart beat only to break the world. It was an awful sound
“You left me my breath.”