VERONICA. ROTH

WHEN AMONG CROWS.

“Might not want to watch,” he says to Niko and Ala. 

“If you have to feel it, the least I can do is see it,” Niko replies, sharp.

He doesn’t like it here. He doesn’t like how his hooves sound on the wood floor, sharp and echoing. He doesn’t like the ceiling that blocks his view of the stars. And he doesn’t like religious spaces, in general—the obsession with wrong and right, purity and pollution, modernity and eternity, it doesn’t make sense to him.

Dymitr didn’t hesitate for a moment before volunteering himself for pain in Ala’s place. Didn’t seem afraid while standing in Lidia’s private lounge, going head-to-head with the leader of a centuries-old strzyga family. He feels, in short, like someone who’s on a mission, and Niko finds himself wanting to know what that mission is.

“We wouldn’t be the first to reconcile after one has killed another’s aunt.”

“Really,” she says. “Eternity is long, Dymitr. Time enough for hearts to soften.”

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