#litdaily

Not if they have ever known love.

"I would throw away my pack, my life, and my entire world for you. Which is the exact reason I cannot have you."

Kingfisher and Saeris Fane aesthetic

'The Warm Hands of Ghosts', {Katherine Arden}

"The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me." — Estella Havisham, Great Expectations.

HER MAJESTY'S ROYAL COVEN BY JUNO DAWSON

His spear, as he began the first pass, moved faster than my eye could follow. It whirled, flashing forward, reversed, then flashed behind. The shaft seemed to flow in his hands, the dark gray point flickered like a snake’s tongue. His feet beat the ground like a dancer, never still. I could not move, watching. I almost did not breathe. His face was calm and blank, not tensed with effort. His movements were so precise I could almost see the men he fought, ten, twenty of them, advancing on all sides. He leapt, scything his spear, even as his other hand snatched the sword from its sheath. He swung out with them both, moving like liquid, like a fish through the waves.

Villains Series | V. E. Schwab