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"Do you understand the violence it took to become this gentle?"

[insp]

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THE RINGS OF POWER 1.08 "Alloyed" || 2.08 "Shadow and Flame"

SAURONDRIEL: For the dark lord, the only measure he has ever known is desire for power and she has always been the very essence of it.

― Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

Ours was no chance meeting

Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?" "Knife to the throat?" asked Inej. "Gun to the back?" said Jesper. "Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina. "You're all horrible," said Matthias.

“My mother is Ketterdam. She birthed me in the harbor. And my father is profit. I honor him daily.”

They don’t know who we are. Not really. They don’t know what we’ve done, what we’ve managed together. So let’s go show them they picked the wrong damn fight.

“She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—and she would not be afraid.”

Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. I don’t belong and, my beloved, neither do you.

long may she reign

later, we lay on the riverbank, learning the lines of each other’s bodies anew. this, and this and this. we were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

but the memories well up like springwater, faster than i can hold them back. they do not come as words, but like dreams, rising as scent from the rain-wet earth. this, i say. this and this. the way his hair looked in summer sun. his face when he ran. his eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. this and this and this. so many moments of happiness, crowding forward.