#theravencycleedit

that was the world he lived in with ronan lynch. the world he had built with ronan lynch. a world of limitless emotions and limited power. a world of tilting green hillsides, purple mountains, agonizing crushes, euphoric grudges, gasoline nights, adventuring days, gravestones and ditches, kisses and orange juice, rain on skin, sun in eyes, easy pain, hard-won wonder.

latest entry in Sana’s Adansey moodboards file

my mom always said he was a firecracker, which just meant he was always getting speeding tickets and jumping on tables at family reunions and stuff. he always had so many ideas. he was so hyper.

He would be Cabeswater's hands and Cabeswater's eyes, but he wouldn't be Cabeswater. He would be Adam Parrish.

“Crushed and broken. Just the way women like ‘em.”

something about this made opal burn so furiously that she could not stand to look a second longer.

In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.