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“Do you ever wake up sometimes… and think… ‘Gods, wouldn’t it be nice if I hadn’t just gone toe-to-toe with a scorpion demon from hell?’” Carrion croaked.
A pattern was engraved into the sides of the glass, depicting a tower that looked an awful lot like Madra’s palace being engulfed in flames.
LMAO
When I looked up, Carrion was watching me. “Go on,” he said. “Ask.”
Oh fuck. The audio from the post T^T
I could only pity him that she wasn’t his and be fucking thankful that she was mine.
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But I’m not in love with her, Fisher. I tried. But my heart was just too full of sorrow to make room for her.”
Brb sobbing
You have to suffer through it. Again, and again, and again. It galvanizes you. Tempers you like steel.
T^T
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. To the left of the house: a figure moving in a repetitive, jerking way.
The sounds in threes is making me think im MISSING SOMETHING
I’ve been waiting to see if this becomes a nightmare. I thought… Fuck!”
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“I fucking hate your city, Osha. I really can’t overstate how much I really, really hate it. Gods, it’s good to see you.”
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I looked up at my mate in amazement. “What the hell was that? Did I just give you a tattoo?”
Its like unlocking random achievments loll
This is all I need, Saeris. Something simple. And you. I’m claiming you,
Except rn im more invested in the STORY PLZZZZ there is still so much we need to knooooow T^T
He was magnificent to behold, the lines of him so perfect that he looked as though he had been carved from marble.
The fact that they are supossed to be dreaming rn has me cacklung
I could tell that he was both a little surprised and confused at the same time.
Me too bro
When I awoke from my sleep, I braced myself, waiting for the familiar starburst of pain to flare through my right hand.
Meanwhile, I dream that I’d been turned into a goat, and I wake up with a mouth drier than the glass flats, covered in suspect pox marks!”
LMAOOO
I spent a full second feeling sorry for Carrion,
but then I remembered how annoying he was, and my pity went away.
After that he cut down to one letter a year. Even Danya wrote to you.
“So many letters,” he mused. “And yet none of them reached me.”
Like the fine sand that constantly battered the city’s walls, Carrion Swift was slowly wearing me down.
Lmaoo
And the way he tipped his head to one side and scowled at me was suspiciously familiar.
LMAO
“Sorry? You nearly cut my nipples off.”
LMAOOOO
Swift took my mate’s brother. They ran. I didn’t see where. Didn’t care.
Fuck
Been telling Hayden… I gasped, a sudden, sharp, shooting pain at my temple. It was there and then gone again.
Uhhhhhhhh
My heart was in my throat. “No. I made relics for my friend. For my brother. This one just felt… reluctant.”
Atleast u remember ur brother
but there was Carrion, blocking my path, standing in front of a grizzled old man brandishing a fire iron.
Elroy
He’d called me a Fae warrior. He’d known they were my shadows, blotting out the suns.
My nerve endings screamed as I ran to the pool and—and— Fuck! What was I supposed to do?
WHAT
but I recalled his words all too well. “Do you not bow before a king, creature?”
his mouth forming a disapproving line as he upended it and a stream of sand poured out of it onto the floor. It kept coming and coming…
turning it upside down, gaze locked stoically on me while he waited for the sand to be done pouring out of his footwear.
we would have to be in his physical presence for him to command us. There is no way he’s leaving the Winter Palace—”
Welp that doesnt give me any form comfort
“Never again,” he murmured. “Wherever we go, we go together.” “Yes. Promise me.”
I have SUCH a bad feeling about this. The question is will theey all get ripped away in this book and then resolve it or will we be left hearbroken but determined ?
a feral snarl worked free from his throat. It was the sound the hellcats made as they prowled the dunes outside of the walls of the Third at night.
He hadn’t seen what had happened. I would let him discover his new ink the same way he had let me discover mine.
beneath my skin and found only the quicksilver, whispering softly, calm as a slow-flowing river. Run. Run. Run. Run…
wet with saliva. Her teeth were stained red. The gate is open, a dread voice said, speaking from her mouth. It cannot be closed. The gate is open.
Oh good another thing to worry about
“Is it weird, knowing that people’s balls retract up into their bodies whenever you’re around?”
Pfffft
the connection with Tal feel like?” I gritted my teeth, reaching the bottom of the stairs. I turned right. “A leash.”
“Your Majesty.” The greeting was sweet as rotten fruit.
“The Keeper of Missives is in charge of all communication in and out of Ammontraíeth. Battle orders, news, secrets. All must go through me.”
FOLEY's MISSING LETTERS
“If you’re not coming in to join the fun, then please move this along. You’re making me look like a bad host.”
LMAOOOOO
Not to the fox. I wasn’t humming to the fox. That would have been weird.
LMAO
I just liked the song, and I had a feeling he did, too. There was nothing wrong with that.
LMAOOO
and failing to pretend that I was unmoved by the gesture. “Thank you, little one.”
and I had a feeling I would find him among the real stars.
Uhhhhhh the solution to the rot that fishe doest know about iss amongstt thee stars
“I see Guru hitched a ride with you,” he said quietly. “He does that sometimes.”
Well that answers that
“Who’s Carrion?” I almost laughed. In another life, gods almighty, they would have relied upon each other, those two males.
and picked up the small wooden box. “I’ll keep it here for you for now.
LMAO
I, myself, have experienced all kinds of leanings.” Tal smiled a little dubiously at him. “You’ll be the first to know if the ground shifts beneath my feet.”
LMAOOO
