#ghostlymatthias

[dirrtyhands]

six of crows by leigh bardugo

“an impossible job, near certain death, terrible odds, but should we scrape it…” he paused, fingers on the buttons of his waistcoat, his look distant, almost dreamy.”…we’ll be kings and queen inej. kings and queens”

[infaernal-archive-blog]

“We were all supposed to make it,” said Wylan softly. 

Maybe that was naive, the protest of a rich merchant’s son who’d only had a taste of Barrel life. But Jesper realised he’d been thinking the same thing. After all their mad escapes and close calls, he’d started to believe the six of them were somehow charmed, that his guns, Kaz’s brains, Nina’s wit, Inej’s talent, Wylan’s ingenuity, and Matthias’ strength had made them somehow untouchable. They might suffer. They might take their knocks, but Wylan was right, in the end they were all supposed to stay standing. 

“No mourners,” said Jesper, surprised by the ache of tears in his throat. “No funerals,” they all replied softly.