Rhysand surviving UTM with the sheer hope that his friends are safe home. His people are safe. His mate is out there somewhere. Those stars he keeps sending? there has to be someone receiving it somewhere.
Azriel surviving that dark 11 year long cellar-exile because these two idiots, one from mighty ground royalty and the other from bum-fuck-nowhere, decided to bully him into flying. Took a chance on him.
Elain surviving the cottage and poverty and cold and a complete 180 to her entire life by simply keeping the whimsy alive and deluding her mind enough into looking at despair itself as hope. As salvation. Did it again when it went 360.
Nesta surviving depression & hate & loneliness because this magical house and this war general dude kept withholding liquor, made practical jokes, had impeccable taste in smut and kept reaching out to her. Over and over and over again.
Feyre surviving Death on the sole reason being her singlehandedly freeing an entire country, giving them hope to live again and by that virtue was owed that life back because how tf do you let hope die when it’s the strongest thing alive?
Cassian surviving. Just… surviving. Despite being literally thrown into the snow so early in life. Despite insults and beatings and “you’re a lowborn nobody”. Because he had sooo much empathy, he wished that fate on nobody. Because he wanted to be hope that he never got.
*internally screaming, pulling hair, going crazy*
ROMANCE IS COOL BUT THIS?
BECAUSE THESE STORIES ARE WRITTEN ON HOPE. HOPE. THE ULTIMATE BELIEF THAT DESPITE ALL ODDS. DESPITE NO EXPLANATION OR END IN SIGHT. DESPITE THE LACK OF VERY OXYGEN IT NEEDS TO BREATHE, HOPE PERSEVERES.
AND I THINK THATS WONDERFUL. GOD KNOWS HOW WE NEED MORE OF IT TODAY
