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A tiny silver butterfly was stamped in foil on the front cover.
YES YES THIS IS IT!!!! THE ANSWER TO THE ROT
For you, gods blessed. Thank you for loving my boy. —E
T^T
Find it. But do not tell him about it. I mean it. It’s important. He can’t know about the book. Only you. Do you understand?
She hadn’t just asked me not to tell Fisher about the book. She had commanded me not to.
Whatever revelations might be in that book, they’re for you and you alone. You’ll know what you need to do with them.”
So understanding <3
But the bond that binds you both will be strongest if she places this book into your hands.
brb sobbing
I was itching to read the book from cover to cover now, but Ammontraíeth was abuzz with preparations for tomorrow night’s ball,
UGHHHHHHHHHHH
Carrion had eventually shown up at my chambers, Simon at his hip and a cocksure smile plastered on his face.
The sensation was unsettling, to say the least, and left me feeling unbalanced and nauseous.
SOunds like the revelation will be repulsive
Carrion said. “She was as feral as a hellcat. She would slink through any open window and take a nap when she could.”
LMAO
Growing. Becoming stronger. Horror warred with amazement inside me. “What the fuck?”
Uhhhhhhh
suddenly bloomed, a thousand tiny white flowers exploding open and wilting right before my eyes. Dried petals rained down
“IT’S CALLED BRIMSTONE. It isn’t like our blood, exactly. It is what keeps a fire sprite alive, though,” Lorreth said.
WELP THERE IT IS. Im upset its been staring us in the face this WHOLE FUCKING TIME and i DIDNT notice
while Lorreth explained what I had found I could not.
Wut
“And it kills the rot,” Carrion said. “Yes. It looks that way.” Lorreth’s eyes darted to me, troubled.
There is a finite amount of brimstone in Yvelia, and every last drop of it is spoken for by the sprites.
I CRI
Another rune on fire. This time, the rune for brimstone.
O.O
I went to Inishtar first, but the satyrs haven’t seen him.
Oh no
A lead weight, ice-cold, formed in the pit of my stomach.
Tal hissed on the other side of the door. “You know I can hear you in there. Sinners, I’ll be waiting at the end of the hall.”
LMAOOOOO
Regardless of the scenario, I had seen his chest many times, and recently, too, which meant that the extensive ink I glimpsed now, staining his skin, was new.
Oh?
“Behold! Saeris Fane, first of her name. Scion of no one. Rise for your queen!” he bellowed.
:]
“May she be the last monarch this court sees!”
So democracy?
May she usher in a new era and a new beginning for the people of Sanasroth!
Oh?
they still drank. Blood and wine, after all. Blood and wine.
Her voice swept through the hall in a hoarse whisper.
That one lady in harry potter
Consider a sixth. Only the golden-toothed wolf can be trusted. —Entry from the journal of Edina of the Seven Spires
:D
Tal swallowed—whatever was in the glass was a far greater dose than had been delivered to the other high bloods.
Nooooooooo
Foley forced the clear contents of one of the vials down his neck and massaged his throat until he swallowed.
LMAO like pilling a dog
Was I still their queen? Was this still their home? I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it. Leaving right now did not seem like a good idea,
I agree
although I had taken a moment to grab Edina’s book.
GOOD
Carrion’s eyebrows shot up. “I was actually just going to take some clippings of the plants out—”
UGH WHY IS HE PERFECT
“If I come over there, I can’t pace,” he said. “Really?” I pretended to look shocked. “Oh, no.”
“Godscursed Firinn Stone.” His laughter reverberated through his chest and into me. Such a comforting feeling.
REALLY BAD THINGS ARE ABOUT HAPPEN
probably due to the extraordinary number of potted plants he’d managed to cram inside the room.
Mi AMORRRRRR
Do not undo Zareth’s work. You are as you are for a reason. Do not drink from the vial. Do not let your new Lord drink. The time will come, but not yet.
I was thinking the same thing
It allows you to… undo. Or maybe…” It pulled a strange face that I could not decipher. “Break?” it offered.
SHE CAN BREAK THE FAE OATH HER FRIENDS ARE BOUND TO!!!!!!
“For what is to come. I have seen through the eyes of your oracle, and your future is not an easy one.
:[
“Give it to the apostate with the golden smile,” the Hazrax ordered. “He will need it.”
Oooooo
“Why would I when you’re so close to piecing it all together, King Killer? You’ve almost figured it out.”
Oka but im stupid, tell meeeeeee
“You’re saying this is intentional, then? That someone has taken him and is hiding him?”
:[
Saeris would be safe. The realm would be safe, at least for a little while. The mess I would have to create would be catastrophic.
Sir.......NO
A voice, calling out from the space between worlds. “Hello, Dog.”
No no no I KNEW IT WAS COMING BUT FUCKK
We were walking back up the steps, away from the cliff face, when I noticed the figure sitting alone by a large chalk boulder that jutted out over the drop to our right. I knew him straight away.
Im having dejavu
There were historians among the crowd. Someone would record this moment—the
OH LMAO
and when they documented the first thing their Forgotten King had said to them, it would be this: I really like your horns.
It was the first little bird. The one that had lost its magic and fallen to the ground when it had left the library.
FINALLY I knew It
“I’ve changed my mind, watcher! I beg you for my favor. I need you to transport me to the Wicker Wood!”
FUCK
The information I needed was seared into my memory now. The chances of forgetting what I’d read were absolute zero.
The suspense of leaving information out from the reader's eyes IS KILLING ME
His words died on his lips. “Wait. What are you doing?” I had used the time while he was speaking to press Erromar and Selanir together.
"U sly dog, you caught me monologuing"
