#asianlit

[queensinchains]

kitay was pure. he was the best person she had ever known. kitay shouldn’t know how it felt to call a god of vengeance. kitay was the last thing in the world that was still fundamentally kind and good, and she’d die before she corrupted that.

for @henwilsons, the other half of my soul.

[mayahart]

— the drowning faith, r.f. kuang (2020)

[halzune]

Do it again with the life after that, and the next, and with each one find it easier.

HE WHO DROWNED THE WORLD (2023) SHELLEY PARKER-CHAN

[sashantonovas]

favourite characters: lady bhumika

“trade is dwindling,” he retorted immediately. “the merchants beyond our borders are frightened of us.” of you, he did not say. of the power in you. but she heard it. oh, she heard it.

[she]

“I'd wondered why you chose me instead of Sun Meng, since I'm so much uglier than he was, but now I know the truth: it's because I have breasts. You took one look and knew I was the man for you.” “Now you're laughing about it. You lose a body part, and all of a sudden you're so eager to show off what extras you have?”

She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

[disintegray]

Inside her there was only the perfect, blank brightness of belief and desire.

[papenathys]

gauri mitra moodboard (the lowland by jhumpa lahiri)

"isolation offered its own form of companionship.....it greeted her at the end of each day and lay still with her at night."

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[kagetatsumis]

“Some say the heavens dictate the rise and fall of empires. Clearly, those peasants have never met me.”

—STRIKE THE ZITHER, Joan He