miri larendaughter

I keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. Have you heard it? In the end, when he finally frees himself, he flies so high he becomes a star. My nurse said the story was about how we all have something that keeps us down. So here’s what I’m wondering—if Miri’s wings are free, what will she do now?

Princess Academy, Shannon Hale

Day 16: Favorite female character

“You’re my best friend, you know,” he said.
Miri nodded.
“I wish I had something to give you, some welcome home.” He patted the pocket of his shirt, as if looking for anything at all.
“It’s all right, Peder, you don’t have to-”
Swiftly he stooped, kissed her cheek, and disappeared.
Miri did not move for three verses of the next bonfire song. A smile tugged at one corner of her mouth like a brook trout on a fishing line, but she was too staggered to give in to it.
“That went well,” she whispered to herself, and then did smile.
—  Princess Academy by Shannon Hale