Quotes from Holly Black, Ironside

In those stories, one is often asked to do something unimaginably terrible to the creature. Cut off it's head, say. A test. Not a test of love. A test of trust. Trust lifts the spell.

She knew what it felt like to tremble like that before touching someone -- desire so acute that it became despair.

Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today's tasks.