V.E. Schwab

“The darkness moved around him, every shadow swaying, dipping, and rolling the way a room did after too many drinks, and woven through it all, the colliding scents of wood fire and spring blossom, snowmelt and poppy, pipe smoke and summer wine. At turns sickly sweet and bitter, and all of it dizzying. The city was something out of a dream. London”

V.E. Schwab, A Conjuring of Light
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A Conjuring of Light (Shades of Magic, #3) A Conjuring of Light by V.E. Schwab
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