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he told her they would fight their way out. knives drawn, pistols blazing. because that’s what we do. she would fight for him, but she could not heal him. she would not waste her life trying.

she smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.

i do not want to hide. i want to train.

modern instagram au → wylan van eck

inej grew up in a family of acrobats and lived in traveling suli caravans. inej was rudely waken and kidanapped by slavers, and was sold to tante heleen. inej had her indenture bought by kaz, and was given the choice to join the dregs. inej pledged to free the world of slavers, using her boat to find them.                         mati en sheva yelu. this action will have no echo.

when jesper opened his mouth to take another breath, wylan leaned forward and kissed him. jesper’s mind emptied. he wasn't thinking of what had happened before or what might happen next. there was only the reality of wylan’s mouth, the press of his lips, then the fine bones of his neck, the silky feel of his curls as jesper cupped his nape and drew him nearer. this was the kiss he’d been waiting for.

insp.

the heart is an arrow, it demands aim to land true.