On the second Sabbat of Twelfthmoon, in the city of Weep, a girl fell from the sky. Her skin was blue, her blood was red. She broke over an iron gate, crimping it on impact, and there she hung, impossibly arched, graceful as a temple dancer swooning on a lover’s arm. #strangethedreamer #lazlostrange #sarai #bookstagram #readerlife #currentlyreading #lainitaylor #dreamers Artist - @meliescribbles https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq7Wl0BnTor/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1o11c6sxpzel


















