M O R R I G A N
“A queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologized for it.”
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M O R R I G A N
“A queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologized for it.”
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the archeron sisters
moodboard: dawn court — a court of thorns and roses
Dawn Court has a mountain palace in the clouds, made from what can only be described as sunstone, a near-opalescent golden stone that seemed to hold the gleaming of a thousand sunrises within it. Steps and balconies and archways and verandas and bridges linked the towers and gilded domes of the palace, periwinkle morning glories climbing the pillars and neatly cut blocks of stone to drink in the gilded mists wafting by. The verdant countryside rippling away far below, speckled with red-roofed little villages and broad, sparkling river. A lush eternal countryside, rich with the weight of summer upon it.
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so I said, "he is lucky to have all of you." "no," she said softly—more gently than i'd ever heard. "we are lucky to have him, feyre.
C O U R T of D R E A M E R S ★ morrigan
“A Queen — a Queen who bowed to no one, a Queen who had faced them all down and triumphed. A Queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologized for it.”
ya book challenge — favourite fantasy series
↳ A Court of Thorns And Roses (2015 ≡ — ), written by Sarah J Maas The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares…And the huntress with an artist’s soul.
@faenet event: favorite scenes → feyre and rhysand
“But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered. Tears were sliding down my own cheeks.”