“His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“My whole body sank forward into his arms. His lips moved against mine, exploring my mouth so gently. I tried to mimic his movements–slowly, uncertainly, until I didn’t have to think about it at all. It just felt right. He let out a soft moan at my reaction and cupped his hands behind my head, pulling me closer until I couldn’t tell where my mouth ended and his began. A liquid sensation swooped throughout my stomach. It was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt and it kept growing, the vibrating heat expanding outward. I was surprised I was still able to stand.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“If we don’t fight, we’ve already lost. Without hope, without trying, there’s no point.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“Having something to fight for will make us stronger than anything they can throw at us.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“History isn’t all fact–it’s just the story the victors tell to keep themselves in power. And it’s been a slow revision. The more time passes, the easier it becomes to reinvent the past.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“Beauty, happiness, they’re things so big they can’t capture them with their scientific words. It’s like what they used to call magic.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“Everything was so much sharper without the Link fogging me–sights, sounds, smells. It was exhilarating and shocking and terrifying. I knew my emotions had grown too strong. They were dangerous to the Community. They were dangerous to me.But still, I wanted color. I wanted to soar with happiness even if it meant dealing with the weight of fear and guilt, too. I wanted to live. And that meant that I couldn’t give the glitching up. At least not yet. Just a little bit longer.”
— Heather Anastasiu
“I wanted color. I wanted to soar with happiness even if it meant dealing with the weight of fear and guilt, too. I wanted to live.”
— Heather Anastasiu