quiet blood nerves butterflies not—they rampantly alive, rushing thrum — Laini Taylor, Daughter Smoke & Bone

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And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.

Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

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