I am honestly at a loss for words.
“ I want to be a body for you. I want to chase you, find you, I want to be eluded and teased and adored; I want to be defeated and victorious—I want you to cut me, sharpen me. I want to drink tea beside you in ten years or a thousand. Flowers grow far away on a planet they’ll call Cephalus, and these flowers bloom once a century, when the living star and its black-hole binary enter conjunction.I want to fix you a bouquet of them, gathered across eight hundred thousand years, so you can draw our whole engagement in a single breath, all the ages we’ve shaped together.”
This was honestly a work of beauty. The words flowed like they were meant to be written that way from their creation. And the story itself had an ethereal quality to it that has cemented its place as a favorite in my heart. I would love another novel from these two writers, it was fantastic!
“ I want to be a body for you. I want to chase you, find you, I want to be eluded and teased and adored; I want to be defeated and victorious—I want you to cut me, sharpen me. I want to drink tea beside you in ten years or a thousand. Flowers grow far away on a planet they’ll call Cephalus, and these flowers bloom once a century, when the living star and its black-hole binary enter conjunction.I want to fix you a bouquet of them, gathered across eight hundred thousand years, so you can draw our whole engagement in a single breath, all the ages we’ve shaped together.”
This was honestly a work of beauty. The words flowed like they were meant to be written that way from their creation. And the story itself had an ethereal quality to it that has cemented its place as a favorite in my heart. I would love another novel from these two writers, it was fantastic!