“She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like

“She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like

“She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like a starry night: the constellations were always there, constant, magnificent guides against the ever-present black.”

- Stephanie Garber, Caraval

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