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âWho decided Alina Starkov was a Saint anyway?â Matthias said grumpily. âShe was a powerful Grisha. Theyâre not the same thing.â

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âWho decided Alina Starkov was a Saint anyway?â Matthias said grumpily. âShe was a powerful Grisha. Theyâre not the same thing.â

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THE POPPY WAR by rebecca f. kuang
The Maker smiles sadly on his Grey Wardens, so the Chantry says, as no sacrifice is greater than theirs.

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remember, he demanded. remember who you are.
t l o t c c â most underrated character  â  baghra morozova
âBefore heâd ever dreamed of a Second Army, before he gave up his name and became the Darkling, he was just a brilliant, talented boy. I gave him his ambition. I gave him his pride. When the time came, I should have been the one to stop him.â She smiled then, a small smile of such aching sadness that it was hard to look at. âYou think I donât love my son,â she said. âBut I do. It is because I love him that I will not let him put himself beyond redemption.â
âWould anyone like me to help them interpret the shadowy portents within the Orb?â One of my favourite lines from The Prisoner of Azkaban aka the Divination schenanigans.
glowing like the setting sun.
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#me when a minor inconvenience happens

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gif request meme: @nellieâcrain and @gwendolinechristies asked MCU + favorite minor character | SHURI
James: Are God and Satan are male?
Sirius: Satan definitely isn't.
James: How do you know?
Sirius: She claims to have given birth to me.
God has come to me again, saying, âTake a lamb, and with its blood, mark the lintel and posts of every door. For tonight, I shall pass through the land of Egypt and smite all the firstborn. But when I see the blood upon your door, I will pass over you, and the plague shall not enter.â THE PRINCE OF EGYPT (1998)
âI donât want an easy life. I want a meaningful one.â
Aand the last of the twitter requests! Geralt, who btw is one of my favourite video game characters of all time so kudos to you old man

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so while weâre all having a great time imagining horrible goose Jaskier imma just slide over here and break your hearts with this guy:
It takes Geralt three days to get back down the mountain. Without even Roach for company, time passes in blessed silence.
He hates it. Itâs ironic - without Jaskierâs constant chatter, all he can hear are his own thoughts. All he can hear are his own awful words, echoing back at him.
The sun is setting on the third day and heâs traversing the broken ground at the foot of the mountain when he spots the little bird. He thinks itâs wounded, at first - thereâs a bright splash of red against its cream-coloured chest. He approaches cautiously, but it soon becomes clear that the crimson is part of its plumage. Itâs a bleeding heart dove - an unusual bird to see in this part of the country.
It coos at him, softly, watching him with its beady eyes.
âHmm.â He moves on, cutting through the undergrowth.
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