Amanda Prado

“The night had passed. The sun in the sky was about to rise.

And the sun on the ground was falling.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“I feel aged. I feel as if you’ve aged me with your own hands, Michael. Ripened me. Like a red fruit, at the edge of a branch, hanging at its peak. Beautiful — and just about to fall.”
― rafael nicolás, Angels Before Man

“This, this here, could be worship. ‘This—’ Lucifer pressed an innocent kiss to the prince’s sweet, divine mouth. This could be religion.”
― rafael nicolás, Angels Before Man

“But, even when lying down, Wei WuXian didn’t like loneliness. Soon afterward, he began to complain, “It’s too hard, it’s too hard.”

Lan WangJi, “What do you want?”

Wei WuXian, “I want to lie somewhere else.”

Lan WangJi, “Where would you want to lie, at such a place?”

Wei WuXian, “Let me borrow your lap for a while, won’t you?”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]