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There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. "We were born sick", you heard them say it.
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Can you tell me why we’re cursed with this feeling that feels so natural, and good? When we’re together, God seems to sit in the room with us. And when you’re away, I manage to forget you. And then, one touch of your hand and God comes rushing back.
The Borgias (2011-2013)
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The water was scalding hot, but Daenerys did not flinch or cry out. She liked the heat. It made her feel clean. Besides, her brother had often told her that it was never too hot for a Targaryen. “Ours is the house of the dragon,” he would say. “The fire is in our blood.”
— A Game of Thrones, Daenerys I
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Gold and jade, never together, Lan’s father had told him more than twenty-five years ago. The axiom had not turned out to be as simple as that.
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everything i read in 2020: [6/?] sorcery of thorns by margaret rogerson
For these were not ordinary books the libraries kept. They were knowledge, given life. Wisdom, given voice. They sang when starlight streamed through the library’s windows. They felt pain and suffered heartbreak. Sometimes they were sinister, grotesque, but so was the world outside. And that made the world no less worth fighting for, because wherever there was darkness, there was also so much light.
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He felt no pain at all, only a wild, fierce invincibility.
This was the power of jade.
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T H E G R E E N B O N E S A G A
It had almost turned out that way.
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T H E G R E E N B O N E S A G A
A wounded and confused expression flitted across the Pillar’s face. His voice turned hoarse and fell almost to a whisper. “She disobeyed me, went behind my back for years . How can I ever forgive that?”
Anden dropped his gaze to the paving stones. “It was never about going against you, Hilo-jen—for me or Wen. I know what it’s like, to not be the person your family expects you to be. And how hard it is to act for yourself after that.” He cleared his throat; his voice had gone scratchy. “It’s not your forgiveness we need. Just your understanding.”
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@dailyaoc event 01: get to know the members — the green bone saga by fonda lee
“The clan is my blood and the Pillar is its master,” she whispered. “I have a lot of regrets in life, but those oaths aren’t one of them.”
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The Mountain would come down from the forest and would not rest until the remaining Kauls were dead.
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The horse ran like water and all the white world was theirs.
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edits from a to z : as requested by @tcrrify
n for: ninth house by l. bardugo.
That was what magic did. It revealed the heart of who you’d been before life took away your belief in the possible. It gave back the world all lonely children longed for.
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a prim-and-proper trophy wife.
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@projectliterature event 02 : underappreciated — renegades
how can we expect people to change if we don’t give them the chance to?
dedicated to: @wrenleis & @alexclaremontdicz 🤍
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The really bad monsters never look like monsters.
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moodboard: altan trengsin, the poppy war
At the same moment Altan lit up like a torch. He called the Phoenix and the Phoenix came; enveloping him, embracing him, loving him, bringing him back into the fold.
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