Laura Thalassa Books Novels & Stories

“Not just how I see people, or touch, or power… but how I see me. Like part of me’s still in there." "But it's not. You survived it." "Only because you came to save me. If not, I would be dead now." She says. "I need to control my life, and for that to happen, there is much I need to learn." Thalia drags her hand under the pillow and takes out a book. "I took it from the Atlas's room. I want to learn how to tap into Rina's power, how to control it, use it." Thalia opens the book in her lap, flipping to a page marked with a scrap of dark cloth. The text is old, dense, written in looping handwriting that bleeds at the edges of the paper like it was penned with something more alive than ink.