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Exclusive Sneak Peek (Part 1!)
They tell the story around campfires. In great halls. In kitchens. And in taverns. In the skies, on the desert plains, and in the howling mountains. They tell the stories to little girls and little boys. They tell the stories to future kings and queens. They tell the story of a ragtag band of misfits, mercenaries, thieves, and assassins. Of royal born and street urchins who fought side by side. They tell the story of the Queen who was promised.
They tell the legend of a mystical queen who could burn the world with her flames. Who had scars on her back and hands from her time as a slave. Who lived a double life as an assassin but came back for her people. Who banished the dark queen and brought back the light.
They tell the story of a long-awaited king who had powers the likes of which had not been seen for over a decade. Who defeated his predecessor and saved his subjects. Who was just and merciful and who had a penchant for knowledge. Who had once worn a collar around his neck and who had a phantom haunt him from the moment it came off.
They tell the story of a rejected lord who was once a guard. Who was the most loyal friend a man could ask for. Who believed in right and wrong. Who went on the run but stayed to help the people. Who went to the south unable to walk and returned with an army.
They tell the story of a warrior prince who was the fiercest in all the lands. Who once was the lackey of the dark queen but was the first to leave her side. Who had ice and wind running through his veins. And who wore the story of his shame for all the world to see.
They tell the story of a deadly queen who drank the blood of men. Who was spared by her enemy and waged war against her family. Who guided her people to peace and into a new age. And who united two races who wared for over a century.
They tell the stories of the women. Beauties and fighters. One who could change her skin like some put on a different outfit. One who always aimed her arrow straight and true. One who was saved by a queen in an alleyway and in turn saved another and then another and then another. One who was a beacon for her people from the moment she was born until the moment her life was snuffed out. One who ended the suffering of many and who saved thousands. One who trecked across the continent to find her lost queen and never gave up hope. And one who gave her life for a better world.
They tell the stories of the men. Legends and tall tales. Men who were the fiercest warriors in all the lands. Who once served the dark queen but left her for a brighter flame. A man who let the world think the worst of him, but always stood by his family. A man who rode the skies like some men walk the earth. A man who gave his life and heart for a woman he never indeed knew. But loved none the less.
They tell the stories of these men and women. These kings and queens. These gods and goddesses. They whisper them as the candlesticks melt into nothing. They chant them as rain stomps on the roofs. They murmur them on days when the winds are so loud they rattle the worlds. They recount them on nights when the snow is so thick you can’t even see your hand in front of you. They recite these stories on the killing fields bathed in blood. They quote these stories in books and by word of mouth to anyone who will listen. They hiss these stories in lands whose names have been forgotten. They proclaim these stories to their children and their children and their children. They remember the stories of Aelin Ashryver Galathynius and the sacrifices she made until night descends upon the realms.
i really thought things were going to work out this time
boy was i wrong (via bluerainjacket)
Fail my collage courses < Read ACOWAR
For some reason the Overdrive link isn’t working for those outside the US and so I’m sharing this link here which will also send you to the chapters! (That way everyone can enjoy the excerpt!)
Enjoy your reading!
I think I fell in love with you,” Rhys murmured, stroking a finger down my arm, “the moment I realized you were cleaving those bones to make a trap for the Middengard Wyrm. Or maybe the moment you flipped me off for mocking you. It reminded me so much of Cassian. For the first time in decades, I wanted to laugh.” “You fell in love with me,” I said flatly, “because I reminded you of your friend?” He flicked my nose. “I fell in love with you, smartass, because you were one of us—because you weren’t afraid of me, and you decided to end your spectacular victory by throwing that piece of bone at Amarantha like a javelin. I felt Cassian’s spirit beside me in that moment, and could have sworn I heard him say, ‘If you don’t marry her, you stupid prick, I will.’
Rhysand and Feyre in A Court of Mist and Fury (via brightblueeskies)
OH MY GOD
So my stupid ass over here just found some information out. In ACOTAR I thought the middengyrm wyrm ( idk how to spell it) looked like a freaking giant ass maggot! Like this!
IT’S NOT IT’S A FREAKING SERPENT THING! I’M SO STUPID I WAS PITUREING THAT FLAILING AROUND BEING GROSS AND STUFF WHEN IT ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE THIS! (to an extent)
HONESTLY, I COULD KILL MYSELF RIGHT NOW.
I totally thought it was a maggot too…
I THOUGHT IT WAS A MAGGOT SLASH LOOKED LIKE THE ALASKAN BULL WORK FROM SPONGEBOB OKAY
I mean maybe the issue is that we’ve all seen spongebob??
@my-name-is-fireheart yes!!! I totally pictured the worm from SpongeBob!!
I too thought it was a maggot up until I read this post, so don’t feel bad.
I thought it was the worm form spongeBob too you mean to tell me it looked more like the basilisk for Harry Potter!
My life has been a lie 😱😱😱
i thought it was a maggot and i will still picture it as such whenever i reread the book
Daily reminder!
Friendly Reminder
Aelin said “I think you would have made a wonderful king” to Sam’s grave after she had finally found it.
u kno wat fuck college
Imma still go tho imma still go
same
2016 - Celaena Sardothien from Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas.
- Watercolor, Colored Pencils and Photoshop.