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For anyone who has ever been told their spark shouldn’t burn so bright and for all the people who loved them precisely because it did.
“Apparently drunk men don’t like being disarmed by a woman.”
“I believe you. If anyone can, it’s you.”
ah, the unwavering trust of a younger brother and the burden of being the eldest sister
“Just make sure he takes the contraceptive tonic first.”
love a fantasy world where the man takes the contraception
I realized with a start that this was the first time I’d ever touched a Descended—certainly the closest I’d ever been to one. To feel his body heat under my hand, feel the thump of his racing pulse...
is this a gale and peeta situation lol
Or maybe I was just a daughter who missed her mother.
How strange, to live my whole life only a brief distance from such breathless excess, and yet be entirely disconnected from it.
“It’s not the worst thing to break a little every now and then. It builds character.”
“Does your little tree club even take women as members? I didn’t see any last night.” “My little tree club is run by a woman.”
led by her mother i am calling it now!!!
It wasn’t about the work. I’d had my share of casual lovers, and I respected these women and their profession. Men sold the strength of their bodies as sellswords and assassins, bricklayers and carpenters. Why should it be any less acceptable for women to sell the softness of theirs?
Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man.
Those small idiosyncrasies littering his body were signs of his life and character, a map of his soul that only those who truly knew him could read.
Though the Descended were so lovely it was almost painful to look at them, there was a certain emptiness to the way their beauty had become a standard-issue uniform. Each one of the handful I’d now met were stunning enough to take my breath away—beyond that, I couldn’t recall a single detail more.
like people in hollywood all have the same plastic surgeon
She said the light wants to please its wielder, but the shadows only want to fight.”
so diem is descended AND a shadow wielder
“Welcome to the Guardians of the Everflame.”
“Welcome, everyone,” Vance announced loudly. “Blessed is the Everflame.” “Emarion soil, we shall reclaim,” the room chanted in unison.
lmao it's serving cult
“I was teasing you,” he whispered. “I couldn’t tell you the secret words until Vance let you in. There are no rites or confessions.” He rolled his eyes and grinned. “We’re not a cult.”
OPE
But I eventually decided the chance of her saying yes was worth the possibility of her saying no. To be able to call her my girl—that was worth any risk.”
