Hafsah Faizal

His mother used to say that a person without hope was a body without a soul.

She no longer had a tongue, and it was because of him that she did not

she was braver than the sun itself.

finding herself lost was her biggest fear of all.

and he laughed that laugh she loved more than the warmest of fires on the coldest of nights.

“There is a certain beauty in chaos, magnificence in the uncontrollable.”

Fear breeds death. Confidence breeds freedom.

“I hope you can climb,” Nasir said.

“Do I look like a monkey?” Altair asked.

“That would be a disgrace to the monkey,”

“There’s this one dessert I’d kill every single one of you in a heartbeat for. It’s a pastry made of cheese and soaked in syrup and—”

What had you expected, a kiss?