/My love is unchanging / I’ve just got problems that need rearranging / I don’t want to feel it all, but know what fuels it / I don’t want to feel it all, but don’t want to lose it /
“You shouldn’t make friends with crows,” he’d told her.
“Why not?” she asked.
He’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue.
The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbor wind had lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.
‘there is no ‘this’. this is nothing.’ ‘and i am nothing’ neil prompted. when andrew gestured confirmation, neil said, ‘and as you’ve always said, you want nothing.’
Nothing but My Aching Soul 