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October 4 - October 7, 2024
The wardens will come to know a mother’s wrath.
I know where your daughter is. Vahi noticed the tears on Hassa’s cheeks. “Hassa?” It’s me.
“The stories that make us feel: the fables and the romances, the adventures and the thrillers. Knowledge is not just about facts. Like muscles aren’t just what make you strong.”
Stories are like that—they teach us how to feel, to love, to care. Stories nourish the mind and feed the heart.”
“Stories nourish the mind and feed the heart in ways that other knowledge can’t,”
Kara’s lips lifted and Jond was glad to see her grin again without the sarcasm he was used to. Whenever she turned a genuine smile his way, it always felt as though they shared a secret. Like the curve of her lips were for his eyes alone.
Can this man figure out who he likes? He's so annoying
“My name is Karanomo, leader of the queendom of Tenio and fourth councillor to the Zwina Academy.”
I knew it based on the name last book
“No, this death is not for Kabut. This death is for Tomi.” Sylah drove her sword through Tanu’s chest, crunching through rib and cartilage until she found her heart.
“No, Anoor, you were my home,” Gorn said simply.
Sylah shook her head. “I love you, Anoor. No matter what you look like. I love you.”
“The Zalaam couldn’t break me, and neither will you. Love me how I want you to. How I need you to.”
If we die now, we die free.
Sylah pressed the crown of her woven hair onto Anoor’s head. Anoor smiled and felt the weight of Sylah’s love on her brow. “I love you,” she said. “I live for you,” Sylah replied.
