欧宝娱乐

“I crown you, small monarch of my bones,”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“My mouth harbors love like a well
Except most days the well feels dry
No one told me how to replenish
I鈥檝e been taught to fear large bodies of water'

鈥� Crowned”
― Mahogany L. Browne

“The moonlight from the open window turned his mask silver, and his golden hair- unbound and crowned with laurel leaves- gleamed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“She would be crowned empress this morning.
She smiled, watching her reflection in the mirror, seeing a glimmer of the peasant bard in the crook of her grin, but the composure of a princess, too, and the stature of a queen, for however short a time she had been each.
There was no looming shadow behind her, no waiting other self who might swoop out and consume her. Going forward, she knew she would be a balance of these pieces, somehow, some way.
She could be many things all at once.”
― Sara Raasch, A Sword In Slumber