Eriva (Silent World #1)

My mama always said that I shouldn’t actively engage in an act that might lead to my death. Even if everyone else is doing it, I should be smarter than they are. Inviting death to get close is a good way to let him take you.

The atmosphere between us has changed since the day at the library. I don’t necessarily feel anything that connects me to the three monsters, yet I can feel that something deep and profound has changed.

It’s a very strange feeling, one I can’t completely describe or understand. I feel it, yet it’s nothing that can be named. I can’t touch it, though I keep trying to.

They’d said it was like we’re four pieces of the same soul. When people talk about souls, they’re ethereal objects. Or… ethereal selves? They’re not tangible. You can’t even know that you have one outside of your own obscure baseless, factless faith. There is zero proof. None whatsoever.