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brown | hobbit day | there and back again

greed is your god, kaz. no, inej. greed bows to me. it is my servant and my lever.

                                                               ― Polaris Rising by Jessie Mihalik 

"when all we have are these brief spans between our nonexistences, why not make the most of the life you're living now? the price is worth it."

She is caught suddenly about the chest, remembering Ursa. How she had made the new coat look like something rare and lovely, the way a bird wears its feathers. She doesn't know that Maren stitched two small runes into her sleeve, the ones Diinna once taught her meant protection from harm, and care. It pleases her to think of it now, like messages scrawled in invisible ink, worn against Ursa's pale wrist, the smooth passages of her veins green as meltwater.

All For The Game - Penguin Classics

〝 Belief was a fraying rope bridge over a stormy sea. Strand by silver strand, I unraveled.〞

books read in 2022: the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon

Late August, by Margaret Atwood

“You’re my husband, Hugh. We no longer walk alone. We are each other’s shelter in a storm. As long as you want to stay here, you’ll have a home. I’ll never abandon you.”

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So that’s who Finnick loves. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.

                    - MAGIC STRIKES by ilona andrews.

If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.