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“Be safe,” Zoya whispered. Be safe. As if those words could cast some kind of spell. -- She drew back, and Zoya was both horrified and touched to see tears in Genya’s amber eye.

——  N I N A  Z E N I K  for @hannenina

@sixofcrowsnet heist: personality traits   ↳   the kos trio as d&d classes

Nikolai had been told that hope was dangerous, had been warned of it many times. But he’d never believed that. Hope was the wind that came from nowhere to fill your sails and carry you home.

They said she was cruel because she’d been harmed in the past. They claimed she was cold because she just hadn’t met the right fellow to warm her. Anything to soften her edges and sweeten her disposition—and what was the fun in that? Zoya’s company was like strong drink. Bracing—and best to abstain if you couldn’t handle the kick.