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Discworld moodboard: Esmerelda “Granny” Weatherwax
“’Blessings be upon this house,’ said Granny, but in a voice that suggested that if blessings needed to be taken away, she could do that, too.“
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Good or bad, do it as you. Too many lies and there’s no truth to go back to.
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But we survived, didn’t we? That makes it an adventure. If you get killed it’s a tragedy.
Drowned Wednesday (by Garth Nix)
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Together, the four of us turned and walked out of the room, leaving the past to sleep behind us. It was time to head into the future. It had been waiting long enough.
A Red Rose Chain (by Seanan McGuire)
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It’s not going to be easy—it never could be—but you have iron, and you have silver, and you can get there and back if you hurry.
the october daye series by seanan mcguire
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Home. Family. Two words I used to think would never apply to me again, which just goes to show how much things can change. Sometimes they even change for the better.
The Unkindest Tide (by Seanan McGuire)
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There’s nothing wrong with having a few monsters in the shadows. They keep me remembering what it is that I’m walking away from.
Rosemary and Rue (by Seanan McGuire)
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Love is a powerful thing; it makes us all equals by making us briefly, beautifully human. First love cuts the deepest and hurts the worst, and when you’re caught in its claws, you can’t imagine that it’s ever going to end.
An Artificial Night (by Seanan McGuire)
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“The day I get a vacation is the day the world ends.”
The Winter Long (by Seanan McGuire)
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“Wow. Your ego has grown since we’ve known each other, hasn’t it?”
“Ah, but, you see, I have wooed and won the woman of my dreams. Admittedly, some of those dreams would be more properly termed ‘nightmares,’ but I don’t believe we get to be that picky when talking about such things.”
A Red Rose Chain (by Seanan McGuire)
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After months—after years—of chaos and life-threatening situations and people stabbing me for no good reason, we’d somehow managed to find a moment to breathe. That didn’t just deserve to be enjoyed. It deserved to be celebrated, held up as proof that the world was a good place and didn’t actually need to be destroyed in order for me to have a nap.
Once Broken Faith (by Seanan McGuire)
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DEATH-OMENS BELOVED - Toby Daye Fancasts [6/9]
Before she became a Fetch, May was a night-haunt, one of the dark secrets of Faerie. Jazz was a Raven-maid. In a war, she would go on the battlefield when the killing was over and the scavenging began. Their relationship was a love story about missed sleep, compromises, and working around differences. (Adapted from A Rose-Red Chain, Seanan McGuire)
Featuring Melanie Scrofano as May Daye and Tiya Sircar as Jasmine Patel. With images from Wynonna Earp, Good Sam, and Once Upon a Time; all other photographs from Unsplash.
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People do foolish things when they’re around the ones they care about.
The Brightest Fell (by Seanan McGuire)
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It felt like a miracle. So I held on tight, and I didn’t let go. You don’t get many miracles in this world. When one comes along, it’s up to us to watch over them. It’s up to us to watch them unfold.
Night and Silence (by Seanan McGuire)
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“I think I like it when you do human detective things. You come home to me not having bled on anything at all, and it’s delightfully novel.”
The Unkindest Tide (by Seanan McGuire)
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Life went on. In the face of heroes and villains, gods and monsters, life went on, and I didn’t get to opt out of the hard parts unless I wanted to risk losing the pieces of it that really, truly mattered.
A Killing Frost (by Seanan McGuire)
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Grief is a weight that you can’t put down, only transmute into other things, and once it lands on your shoulders, you have to wait for time’s erosion to lift it off. We’re all Atlas, in a way. We carry all the sins of our past, and all the things we think we’ve lost, and we might as well do it forever for as long as it can seem to last.
When Sorrows Come (by Seanan McGuire)
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