Cardan is even more beautiful than the rest, with black hair as iridescent as a raven's wing and cheekbones sharp enough to cut out a girl's heart. I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.
"I'm so tired" I say out loud “So tired"
“Tired of what sweetmeat?" It asks me.
I sigh and answer honestly for once. “Of being powerless"
It's crazy how people are only sorry when you find out things otherwise they'll keep lying
We all pretend to be the heroes on Good Side but what if we were villains on the other?
یہ جھوٹی کہانیاں مجھے نہ سناؤ
کہ مالی مر جائے اور باغ ٹھیک رہے
پھر یوں ہوا کہ حسرتیں پیروں میں گِر پڑی
پھر میں نے ان کو روند کر قصہ ختم کیا
I'll tell you a secret, Hanna
The really bad monsters never look like monsters.
~ Crooked Kingdom
رنج اتنا بھی نہیں ہے کہ میں چیخوں اس پر
بات ایسی بھی نہیں ہے کہ بھلائی جائے
اب تم ہمارے ہاتھ کو آئے ہو تھامنے
اب تو ہمارے ہاتھ میں کچھ بھی نہیں بچا
and that's when she discovered, she discovered love , hidden so so perfectly behind a curtain so red and that was the moment she knew she was never never going to recover from
بندہ وفا پرست ہو چاہے حسین نہ ہو
