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haveyoureadthisfantasybook · 2 months

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vote yes if you have finished the entire book.

vote no if you have not finished the entire book.

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#fantasy #Death by Silver #Melissa Scott #Amy Griswold #Julian Lynes and Ned Mathey #books #poll #result: no #l: English

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aurorawest · 4 months

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Reading update

The Haunting Season: Ghostly Tales for Long Winter Nights - 5/5 stars

Again, bought this solely for Natasha Pulley's story, The Eel Singers, which is about Thaniel and Mori from The Watchmaker of Filigree Street. It's set between Watchmaker and The Lost Future of Pepperharrow. I loved it, obviously. The rest of the stories were also really good—a few of them were genuinely really disturbing.

Teacher of the Year by MA Wardell - 3.75/5 stars

This is the first book in Wardell's Teachers in Love series (the second being Mistletoe & Mishigas, which I read last week). I didn't like this one as much, though tbh I'm chalking that up to the fact that it's Wardell's first novel. He uses some very strange descriptors sometimes that really throw me off ('matte' was used once to describe dialogue, which I still can't really make sense of). I also got kind of frustrated with Marvin's freakouts over Olan's alcoholism—not really the fact that they happened, but just like...the pacing of them, I guess? After it happened once, it didn't really feel like there was any escalation of that conflict, just sort of the same conflict happening repeatedly.

That said, I did like the book! The characters are all great, and I really loved how Marvin has to take responsibility for how he can't move on from how his mother's alcoholism affected him, and how he's actually quite unfair to his mother and Olan when they both take recovery incredibly seriously. There was a nuance to that that felt really refreshing.

Fallow by Jordan L Hawk - 4.5/5 stars

Dragon Teeth by Michael Crichton - 3.5/5 stars

Only the Brightest Stars by Andrew Grey - 3.25/5 stars

Beautiful Undone by Melissa Polk - 3.5/5 stars

Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee - 5/5 stars

Adorable book and read it made me so hungry. I need to try a mooncake next fall.

Keeping Christmas: Yuletide Traditions in Norway and the New Land by Kathleen Stokker - 5/5 stars

I've had this sitting around for a few years now and figured I should read it around Christmas. It was super interesting—not only did I learn a lot about Norwegian Christmas traditions, I actually learned a lot about American Christmas traditions. Also it gave me an idea for a Christmas ghost story/romance.

The Winter Knight by Jes Battis - 5/5 stars

This book had a dreamy quality to it that was perfect for the subject matter. This is a murder mystery and kinda/sorta a retelling of Gawain and the Green Knight...I think? It's been way too many years since I've read Gawain and the Green Knight. The premise is that all the characters of Camelot are reincarnated over and over and stuck living out their myth cycles.

Death by Silver by Melissa Scott and Amy Griswold - 5/5 stars

Soooo much yearning. Two school friends reconnect over a murder case. Both of them think they're the only one in love with the other. If you're a Freya Marske or KJ Charles fan, this is very much up your alley.

Doc by Mary Doria Russell - 4.25/5 stars

The King's Delight by Sarah Honey - DNF at pg 72

#the haunting season #the eel singers #natasha pulley #teacher of the year #ma wardell #fake dates and mooncakes #sher lee #keeping christmas: yuletide traditions in norway and the new land #kathleen stokker #the winter knight #jes battis #death by silver #melissa scott #amy griswold #reading tag

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sanguinarysanguinity · 2 years

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Guessing game: kiss, hand, touch :3

Lynes and Mathey, "Five Times Lynes Didn't Say the Words".

Under a cut, because sexytimes...

"Lynes," Ned said, and Julian looked up to where Ned was lounging on the sofa. Julian had been far too agitated to join him there, another sign that he was letting the dreams get to him.

Ned, however, was relaxed, watching Julian over the rim of his drink. There was heat and intent in that gaze, and Julian welcomed the diversion from his own thoughts. He might enjoy Ned's mouth tonight. He inhaled to say as much--

"Actually, I was thinking I would like to direct this time," Ned said. His voice was lazy, but the steel that he normally kept hidden was very much in evidence.

Julian blinked, and shut his mouth again.

"You agreed that I sometimes might," Ned said, and Julian could swear that the steel glinted.

His breath came quicker, in arousal or trepidation, he couldn't say. He licked his lips. "I… yes," he said, and was unable to say anything more.

Ned held out a hand in invitation. Julian took it, the action coming more smoothly than words had, and Ned tugged him down to sit on the edge of the sofa by his thighs. Julian was hyper-aware of the rug just beyond his knees and how easily he could have knelt, instead. He generally spent very little time on his knees -- he had deliberately and determinedly arranged matters before now to avoid being on his knees -- and yet the rug was just there.

This was Ned. There was a list, a list Ned had asked for.

He could. If he wanted.

Ned squeezed his hand, and Julian looked up from the rug.

"Are you content with your list?" Ned asked. "Do you wish to make any amendments?" His thumb smoothed across Julian’s knuckles.

"No. I mean, yes. It's accurate."

"Good," Ned approved, and Julian's gut tightened, even though Ned had done nothing at all. "Shall I direct? Yes or no?"

"Yes," Julian managed. He was ridiculously, shamefully tongue-tied, but that had been the point of the list in the first place, had it not? So that Ned would know, without Julian having to find the words to tell him. "Yes."

“Marvelous,” Ned breathed, his smile pure satisfaction, and he pulled Julian forward into a kiss.

Not ten seconds later, craving in a way that he almost never permitted himself to crave, Julian let himself slide to his knees.

Ned immediately drew back, frowning, and Julian froze, aware of how his kneeling might be misconstrued. "I still don't want…" he began, but his throat seized when he tried to say precisely what he wouldn't, couldn't, do for Ned.

Ned nodded. "I remember. No amendments, you said." He stroked the flat of his thumb across Julian's lips, but didn't try to push into his mouth. As if smoothing shut a seal, Julian abruptly realised, and overcome with feeling, he gripped the meat of Ned's hand between his teeth.

Ned let him. He touched his forehead to Julian's, his other hand coming up to stroke his hair. "I think... only definitelys this evening. Another time, perhaps, we can discuss your possiblys. But tonight, while we're still becoming used to each other…"

It was absurd, the notion that they weren't used to each other, because barring their wretched drifting apart in university, they'd been together one way or another since school. How could they possibly not be used to each other?

But it seemed that Ned understood how profoundly unsettling it felt to be on his knees. Julian craved, god, he craved, but he could also scarcely remember a time when he felt this uncertain. Only definitelys was a boon he hadn't known to ask for.

"Please." He didn't know what he was asking for, only that they had agreed that Ned would direct, and he needed Ned's direction.

"Shh, I have you," Ned said, and sitting up, he squared himself off to Julian, re-settling his legs to either side of him. Then he took Julian's head into his hands -- his skilled, competent, assured hands -- and kissed him.

#julian lynes #ned mathey #lynes and mathey #death by silver #death at the dionysus club #wip meme #someday by god I'll finish this story #(if I re-read the books and ever remember what these story notes i left for myself mean...)#are there any other lynes and mathey fans out there?#or am I all alone over here?

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lucifer-kane · 10 months

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I know I just finished reading Death by Silver / Death At The Dionysus Club but... I wanna reread them already. I miss the world and I miss the characters, they were just so fun.

#i could read the last aestrient book to get back the similar vibe but it's not the SAME #death by silver #death at the dionysus club

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nataliedecorsair · 2 years

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Some Dreamworks & Disney characters fan art I drew in the past couple of years. Who do you like the most? >>> I have more Hades & Eris arts here <<< And here’s the post with a bit more of Spirit art -----

UPD - Dr. Facilier art is here. Old Tzipporah art is here UPD - added Puss in Boots art. Actual Puss can be found here :) UPD - added new Moses and Tzipporah art! UPD - I drew more Atlantis art, old art of Helga can be found here

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rainingriversofyou · 8 days

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Starborn, Fireheart & Lady Death - CC, TOG & ACOTAR

Artist: renata_watsonn

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julicity · 1 year

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Silver, wake up! ...Let's go home.

#twisted wonderland #twst #sebek zigvolt #silver #twst silver #twst sebek #cw: death #silver x sebek #silbek #silsebe #シルセベ #sweet angst and heartache #sebek is like the biggest piner ever #when it comes to things that aren't malleus-related anyway #i just have a bad feeling he'd be pining for someone or something his whole life and nothing would come of it except regret...#since he's too stubborn and buries all his own feelings behind his fussing over malleus #soo... yeah #dmunart

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woundgallery · 10 months

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Jenny Holzer, With You Inside Me Comes the Knowledge of My Death, 1994, Silver snake ring with inscription, sterling silver, 925/000, matt, centrifugal cast, hand-finished, in custom felt-lined wooden case1 5/8 × 3 3/8 × 2 1/8 in | 4.1 × 8.6 × 5.4 cm

#jenny holzer #feminist art #with you inside me comes the knowledge of my death #drink all the sex there is. still die.#it was the kind of sex where I suffer just like I am supposed to #hardstrut nothingness #art #contemporary art #word art #silver

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idontwikeit · 11 days

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No, no, no… you've got it all wrong… you can't act death. The fact of it is nothing to do with seeing it happen - it's not gasps and blood and falling about - that isn't what makes it death. It's just a man failing to reappear, that's all - now you see him, now you don't that's the only thing that's real: here one minute and gone the next and never coming back - an exit, unobtrusive and unannounced, a disappearance gathering weight as it goes on, until, finally, it is heavy with death.

-Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead

for @annevbonny

#black sails #blacksailsedit #annevbonny #u have that one post about it i cant find it #james flint #edward teach #charles vane #miranda barlow #john silver #i just like the echo between first and last gif #vcreations #vgifs #the last line in caption reminded me a lot of 309 with scott’s death so im centering around it #or maybe coz i was rewatching 309 whatever #i turned off my laptop and now i think i should hv giffed death in flints dream dammjt but its 12am im too tired

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kirvia · 2 years

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 7 months

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One of Us is Guilty; Chapter 3

Three are now dead, but the killer seems to be caught ... but this night is not over until the room is found.

Characters; Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Silver, Cater Diamond

Content; Unreliable narrators, murder mystery

Content Warning; Death, murder, blood, anxiety, kidnapping, overall dead dove content warnings

Word Count; 1.1 K

Find this content triggering but still want to participate? Link to the Google Form to vote!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The body count had risen to three; Dire Crowley, the Ramshackle Prefect (whose blood still stained the floor, the iron scent permeating the air), and now, Divus Crewel as well, the latest victim. One minute the professor was alive, shaking from anger that one of his students was killed on his watch and that he was the prime suspect of the killings. But now he was sprawled out on the ground, killed in an instant.

The remaining students — Vil, Rook, Azul, Jade, Silver, and Cater — were silent, processing what exactly had just happened. The lights had flickered only for a minute, and in that minute, the killer had struck. But the silence was broken by a deafening clap of thunder, lightning illuminating the windows, and bringing everyone back to the present, to their laughably horrible situation that they had found themselves in by sheer chance and bad luck and timing.

Silver sat down on the staircase, and put his head in between his legs, taking deep breaths. Despite his training, he did not consider that he would be witnessing death so soon. The small part of his brain that had a sliver of hope that his friend had survived their gruesome injury, but he was just lying to himself; no one could survive that.

Vil was pacing, hands clasped behind his back, and he was muttering to himself. He thought he could read people, what with being raised amongst the stars that hid behind too-sweet smiles that belied venomous words. What was there to gain from any of this?

Rook was cracking his knuckles, and then rubbing his eyes, trying to think of why this was happening. While he could appreciate the hunt, this was something entirely different. Yet, it also reminded him of several books; one being a murder mystery, and the other about the deadliest game, of hunting a fellow person.

Azul was shaking and biting his nails, his resolve long gone. Had he made himself the enemy of one of his peers? Was he going to be next? He was supposed to just be perfecting a potion recipe for the next test, yet he found himself way above his head.

Jade looked at Azul, taking in that his house warden and friend was shaking more than the leaves outside in the howling wind. He too was disturbed by the night's events, sick to his stomach even, but he couldn’t show weakness, especially if he wanted to see it through.

And Cater? He was paler than a ghost, a cold sweat glistening on his forehead, and he felt like his heart was going to leap out of his throat. His cheery smile had left long ago, and now panic was fully starting to take control. Why? Why? Whywhywhy? WHY?! Yet he stayed silent.

No one spoke, but they eyed each other with caution. Every time that they had went to the mirror and they voted through it, someone died. Was it the mirror? No… no, that didn’t make sense… None of this made any sense though.

“No more votin-” Silver whispered.

Cater cracked his head around, green eyes judging every move the underclassman made. “And why’s that, Silver?” His voice was shaky, but Cater wasn’t trusting him or anyone for that matter. “Afraid that-”

“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Vil barked, commanding everyone’s attention, eyes all on him. But he was used to eyes being on him, and he stayed cool, despite how this may damn him into being guilty in their eyes. He didn’t care at the moment though, all he cared about was no one else dying. “Look at what being suspicious of each other has brought us,” his eyes wandered to the dark clotted blood that had now gone cold. He swallowed the bile that had risen in his throat, keeping the calm mask up. “I agree with Silver though; voting through the mirror only ends up with someone… dead.”

“Then how do we proceed, Roi du Poison?” Rook asked, falling to his house warden’s side. His eyes looked over everyone, picking up their behaviours, emotions, and any tells.

Azul’s head snapped up. “The potion-” he started muttering to himself, before clearing his throat and gaining his composure again. “A truth potion, but one that shows the truth about the situation, we can use that to find the killer.”

Cater looked at Silver, and offered him his hand; a peace offering. Silver took it, and brought himself up on wobbly knees. A truce.

Jade placed his hand on Azul’s shoulder, offering him a bit of comfort that not everyone was out to get him. “Was that what you were working on?”

Azul nodded, and he started making his way towards the alchemy lab, where hopefully they could put an end to the killer’s little charade once and for all.

…

Vil helped Azul make the potion, and both students kept a keen eye on the other, but they made it without incident. And to show the others that they hadn’t tampered with it at all, they took it first, with the others shortly following suit.

“What about the room?” Silver asked.

“We can figure that out once we find the killer,” Jade countered.

Everyone looked at each other, taking in any minute details, but everyone was calm; the potion apparently did wonders to calm the nerves… but that in itself was a dangerous effect, since now everyone’s guards were down, making them easy targets.

Vil took in a breath and released it. “Who killed Dire Crowley? Why did you then kill the Prefect, and then Professor Crewel?”

But no one spoke up.

“It isn’t me,” Vil said confidently, hoping that his speaking up prompted the others to follow suit.

Cater was to his left, and he spoke next. “I didn’t do it.”

Then Silver, “Or me… I couldn’t do something like this…”

“I did not do it either,” Jade offered.

Azul’s eyes went wide, and he eyed the next person in line. “The killer isn’t me.”

All eyes fell on the last person left in their little circle; Rook. With all of them but him left, that only left him.

He let out a throaty, quiet, chuckle. “I suppose this game has run its course,” he tipped his hat to them, green eyes glinting dangerously in the dim light. “As for why? Hmmm,” he hummed, and the hairs on everyone’s necks stood on end. There was something off about Rook, this wasn’t Rook.

“You’ll find that out when you guess the room.”

What?

Everyone took a step closer to each other, away from Rook, and they whispered amongst each other, voting on what room Crowley’s murder took place in.

“Alchemy lab,” Cater spoke for the group, trying to keep his resolve as Rook seemed to stare into the very contents of his soul, like he was searching for something.

Rook stepped forward, still smiling. “Ah, désolé Monsieur Magicam,” the whites of his eyes started turning black, “but you would be wrong.” The lights flickered again, and in the seconds of darkness, Rook was gone, and so was Cater.

GOOGLE FORM (voting will end Wednesday, October 18th at 9pm EST)

SUSPECTS:

- Silver; the kindhearted knight with a mysterious past, is it just for show? (Plum) - Vil Schoenheit; the actor who is always pigeonholed into the role of a villain (Scarlet) - Divus Crewel; the alchemy teacher with a penchant for fashion, Crowley’s co-worker (Peacock) DECEASED - Rook Hunt; the enigmatic hunter who always has a hunch of what’s happening (Mustard) MURDERER - Azul Ashengrotto; the owner of The Mostro Lounge, a businessman with dubious morals (Green) - Reader; the ‘house-keeper’, a role that was imposed on them by the late Headmage (White) DECEASED - Jade Leech; a student enamored by fungi and seems to have a foreboding presence about him (Orchid) - Cater Diamond; the preppy beau of Heartslabyul, but his smile seems forced (Peach) MISSING

ROOMS:

- Main hall (eliminated in Chapter 2) - Teachers’ lounge - Cafeteria - Kitchens - Lecture theatre - Botanical garden - Alchemy lab (eliminated in Chapter 3) - Library - Crowley’s office (eliminated in Chapter 1)

WEAPON: MAGIC (found in Chapter 2)

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To be continued

#dove does events #twst #twisted wonderland #twst murder mystery #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #twst silver #cater diamond #cw death #cw murder #cw blood #cw kidnapping #dead dove do not eat #oh you though it was going to be over once you found the killer? *evil laugh* oh my sweet readers no no it isn't #aka i remember the deadliest game plus i just watched the exorcist so yeah I'm tying those in #now if you don't mind me i'm going to cram those lessons in twst since i have 25 left until i can continue with the event

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theofficialpresidentoftheusa · 4 months

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✨Silver & Gold✨

#my sweet sweet wedding boys 🥹#our flag means death #ofmd #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #stede bonnet #edward teach #ofmd fanart #Ed’s flowers are gardenias and lavender and Stede’s is an iris and baby’s breath #just btw.#they were included bc of their aesthetics and also their specific meanings #also I noticed that while working on this-that not only is their hair silver and gold but often their jewelry is too #Mary arts

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one-time-i-dreamt · 3 months

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Silver the Hedgehog and Blaze the Cat were playing Lethal Company. Silver died in quicksand, and Blaze put a tombstone in the quicksand after him, watched it sink, and then left.

#dream #silver the hedgehog #blaze the cat #lethal company #game #gaming #death tw

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little-pondhead · 4 months

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Danny moved to Gotham.

Freakshow is touring in Gotham.

Freakshow knows Danny is in Gotham.

Danny knows Freakshow is still after him.

Danny's faith in heroes has been shattered.

Danny turns to the only person powerful enough to run Freakshow out of town, hopefully for good.

Danny turns to the Joker for help.

The Joker is looking for a new punching bag sidekick after Harley Quinn left him.

Danny is just the perfect person to be shaped by the Joker's hands.

Danny becomes the new Joker Junior.

#pondhead blurbs #dpxdc #how we feeling about this fellas #i think it's an ideal angst fic #but i don't wanna write it lol #the younger danny is the worse it gets #someone said that danny shouldn't be afraid of the joker because he's a clown and freakshow is a ringmaster. not a clown #if i find that post i'll tag the creator cause i can't remember rn #but i'm imagining danny who is heavily traumatized and scared and lonely #finding out that one of his worst enemies he hoped to never see again is hunting him and is so close danny has to check his eyes every day #just to make sure they haven't turned red #his anxiety is out of control and he's not about to go find a Bat or Bird to talk to #who would believe him anyways? he's a monster #but danny needs help cause he will not survive this on his own and he knows it #freakshow haunts his every waking dream #but freakshow isn't from gotham. he doesn't have the city's curses engraved into his blood. he never died and he's not truly teasing death #so danny chooses to plead for help from the only predator bigger than freakshow (in his eyes) who IS from gotham #danny goes to the Joker. prepared to offer everything but his free will and free mind. he can't give those up. it's all he has.#danny is a feral house cat asking a tiger to take care of a mountain lion for him by offering the tiger his own liver on a silver platter #joker is...delighted? maybe? no one is quite sure. but he takes what danny offers.#here is this little boy. almost the same age as the second robin when he died. pleading for the JOKER to be his savior. this will be fun

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suntails · 5 months

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#KICKS OPEN THE DOOR. HIIIIIII IM BAAAAAACK. TWIRLS MY HAIR AND STARES UNBLINKINGLY AT U #okay so long story short i need to speedrun if i wanna draw ANY lore art this time #bc i go to NY w no computer for 2 weeks on thurs and i wont have nrainrot anymore after. so i need to draw FAST things #so yea. she um. she. died. sniffles. ngl i thought she was already dead from the prev update so this STUNG #the fuckign GRIEF the way lilia collapses down in mourning her loss. she falls to the humans. i am SICK it HURTS #silver was so devastated in 7.5 without even seeing the death firsthand and being like 'how could i ever be loved'#lilia looking at malleus. the future of the kingdom. the treasure of his two closest friends (loves?)#and is like 'how can i ever love him enough' and proceeds to spend A FIFTH OF HIS LIFE SEARCHING FOR A SOLUTION #dealing w prejudice from humans. kicked out of the army Disgraced. all while mourning. he keeps going out of LOVE #twst #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #malleus draconia #hes an egg he counts #ch 7 spoilers #so yea blah blah blah im not as eloquent as u geniuses i will just draw a silly little dramatic art to capture my misery and move forward #suntails

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rainingriversofyou · 1 month

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Gwyn whispered, “I am the rock against which the surf crashes.” Nesta straightened at the words, as if they were a prayer and a summons. Gwyn lifted the blade. “Nothing can break me.” …

Emerie said, “Nothing can break us.”

The world seemed to pause at the words. As if it had been following one path and now branched off in another direction. In a hundred years, a thousand, this moment would still be etched in his mind. That he would tell his children, his grandchildren. Right then and there. That was when it all changed.” …

Nesta’s voice was thick as she declared, “Valkyrie.”

—A Court Of Silver Flames 🤍🗡

Artist: l.moon_art for warlock.and.co

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