Nov 13, 2019
“Lorcan flipped her over, his breathing ragged. His face bloody and pale as he took in her face, her arm. “Elide Elide Elide!” She couldn’t draw breath. Couldn’t see around the sensation that her arm was mere shredded flesh and splintered bone. Lorcan grabbed her face before she could look and snapped, “Why did you do that!? Why!” He didn’t wait for an answer, he lifted his head, a snarl so vicious it echoed in her bones.”
— Sarah J. Maas Empire of Storms
Was I the only one low key screaming for Manon during this?
