dust and roses.

I can’t help it.“

— Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid.

The quickest way to a man’s heart is through the fourth and the fifth ribs.

You see what he is trying to do, right? First he breaks our rules, and then he tries to convince us to abandon them totally. The rules are the only thing that have ever held us together. Why now are we questioning that?

“We came up with your code name,” she mouths. I hadn’t even seen her come in past the locked doors. “What?” I feel as tired as I have ever felt, and yet, for seven years, I will not be able to truly rest. I expect her to say The Liar. She gives me a tricksy grin, full of secrets. “What else? The Queen.” It turns out I still don’t know how to laugh.

Maven: “Might be”? There’s someone else? Who are they?

“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.”

To our clever Jude, who made the Folk remember why they stay in their barrows and hills, for fear of mortal ferocity.

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↳ I’d rather be shot dead screaming for justice than die alone in a prison of my own making.