She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. — Holly Black, Tithe
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She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air.

— Holly Black, Tithe
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