Powerless

"Her eyes are the color of the Shallows Seas deepest corner, a clear sky as it begins to drift into night, the subtle shade of a forget-me-not." Powerless, p. 45 "'A forget-me-not, since you always seem to be forgetting who I am.' I stare at the bundle of blue flowers, mocking me with the memory of stolen touches, silent promises." Powerless, p. 490