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@acotarnet Event 8 → Alternate Covers
“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”
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“It’s true,” I said softly. “You are stronger, wiser, infinite in experience.” I leaned forward and whispered, my lips brushing the shell of his ear.
“But I am an apt pupil.”
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“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.“ Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
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“Find them for me. Learn if they live or if they have returned to the Darkness.” “We’re in the middle of the ocean. There won’t be news of anything for a while.” She went back to eating. “They are all I have left.”
BOOKS READ IN 2017: a court of wings and ruin by sarah j. maas
“The great joy and honour of my life has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful - more than I can possibly say - that I was given this time with you all.”
you are the first dream, the only dream i ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. you are the first dream of my soul
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And here they all are! The completed trilogy + the novelette. These were so much fun to do and I’m thrilled with how they all turned out! If you’re interested at all in how I went about defacing these books, follow the links below to view the timelapsed process for each book. I’ve been absolutely blown away by the wonderful feedback I’ve received after defacing each book, it has absolutely warmed my heart, so thank you!! As always, if you have any questions regarding materials or methods I use for defacing, feel free to shoot me a message. And if you’re at all interested in me making a companion video to go with the timelapses in order to give a more detailed explanation as to how I did these covers, then let me know!!
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Tamlin <3 <3
Source: moonlit-sketches
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“War would linger with me long after it had ended, some invisible scar that would perhaps fade, but never wholly vanish. But for my home, for Prythian and the human territory and so many others … I would clean my blades, and wash the blood from my skin. And I would do it again and again and again.”
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Captured by the Queen of the Fae, Aelin is trapped inside an iron box in a secret location, with seemingly no hope for escape. As she endures months of torture, her friends scatter to different fates.
@acotarnet event 7: one death → the suriel
And as its chest rose and stopped altogether, as its breath escaped in one last sigh, I understood why the Suriel had come to help me, again and again. Not just for kindness … but because it was a dreamer.
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They wanted a Grisha queen. Mal wanted a commoner queen. And what did I want? Peace for Ravka. A chance to sleep easy in my bed without fear. An end to the guilt and dread that I woke to every morning.
@willherondcles asked alina starkov orzoya nazyalensky
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url edits → @bookinlove
One must always be careful of books, and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.
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“You see, some people are born with a piece of night inside, and that hollow place can never be filled—not with all the good food or sunshine in the world. That emptiness cannot be banished, and so some days we wake with the feeling of the wind blowing through, and we must simply endure it.”
—Leigh Bardugo
I love her so much.
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make me choose: asked by @illlyrians ⟶ feyre or rhys
I was not a pet, not a doll, not an animal. I was a survivor, and I was strong. I would not be weak, or helpless again I would not, could not be broken. Tamed.
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@acotarnet event 7: one death → andras
The wolf — Andras had just … stared at me before I killed him. Let me kill him. So it could begin this chain of events, so that Tamlin might stand a chance of breaking the spell.
@faenet event: locations - Ramiel
“Different—the mountain was so different from the barren, terrible presence of the lone peak in the center of Prythian. Ramiel had always felt alive, somehow. Awake and watchful.”
From A Court of Frost and Starlight by S.J. Maas