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The darkness in her eyes dimmed at his words, and a smile chased away
the shadows. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 my favourite scripture and the inspiration for my key
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鈥淚n your Ragged Soul exhibition at the end of your final year at the academy. Yes, I know.”
― Lani Wendt Young, Fire's Caress

“...and even though I wasn鈥檛 listening, wasn鈥檛 searching for it 鈥� it spoke to me. I felt it come alive under my hands. My first sculpture almost made itself. I moved on to working with stone, wood. And every time, it felt right. Y鈥檏now? It felt like鈥撯€�
鈥淗ome. It felt like home,鈥� said Keahi.”
― Lani Wendt Young, Fire's Caress

“Teuila laughed. With her head cradled against the broad strength of his chest, secure in the warmth and safety of his embrace, she realised, 'This is what happiness feels like鈥�”
― Lani Wendt Young, Fire's Caress

“It seemed but a small thing. A painting of a girl standing in a field, surrounded by butterflies, vivid brushes of colour so real, so life-like, it seemed as if they would flutter from the canvas. But it was the figure holding hands with that girl who gutted Keahi. A boy, every inch of him marked with tattoos. The couple stood hand in hand, cocooned in wonder, as if butterflies provided them a sweet sanctuary from all the harshness of the outside world. It was a joyous painting, piercing in its simplicity and abundance of colour. Keahi was rooted to the spot, a roar in his head as he stared at this memory plucked straight from his shared past with the girl who it seemed had done everything she possibly could to become someone different.”
― Lani Wendt Young, Fire's Caress