#vulpeculai

[yearnalisms]

Just keep looking at me. No one else matters.

[guinevereslancelot]

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul - Pablo Neruda

requested by @jayhalsteadcpd

[yearnalisms]

a comedian™

[yearnalisms]

The Grisha lived as shadows did, passing over the surface of the world, touching nothing, forced to change their shapes and hide in corners, driven by fear as shadows were driven by the sun. No safe place. No haven. 

There will be, he promised in the darkness, new words written upon his heart. I will make one.

[yearnalisms]

[yearnalisms]

ALINA STARKOV APPRECIATION WEEK "I called and the light answered. I felt it rushing toward me from every direction, skimming over the lake, skittering over the golden domes of the Little Palace, under the door and through the walls of Baghra’s cottage. I felt it everywhere. I opened my hands and the light bloomed right through me, filling the room, illuminating the stone walls, the old tile oven, and every angle of Baghra’s strange face. It surrounded me, blazing with heat, more powerful and more pure than ever before because it was all mine. I wanted to laugh, to sing, to shout. At last, there was something that belonged wholly and completely to me."

[yearnalisms]

“I think it is because the Grisha do not suffer the way the Saints suffer, the way the people suffer.”  “Maybe,” I said absently.  “But you have suffered, haven’t you, Alina Starkov? And I think… yes. I think you will suffer more.” My head jerked up. I thought he might be threatening me, but his eyes were full of a strange sympathy that was even more terrifying. ❧ insp

[yearnalisms]

not many people surprise me, miss starkov.