zeynaz is a tortured poet
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little fox and crimson <3
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"It hurts, Jacks."
"I know, love. I'm going to take you somewhere safe."
Jacks the master of avoiding questions
“You can ask me whatever you want, Little Fox.”
“Splendid!” Her mouth turned up into a sweet smile. “Tell me about the apples.”
“Next question.”
Evangeline and JacksKitabı okudu
maroon (scarlett's version)
the mark you saw on my collarbone
the rust that grew between telephones
the lips I used to call home, so scarlet
it was maroon
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CARDAN QWERTYUIKJHGFDSERT678OLKHGFT890Ğ
“My king,” the door says fondly, its eyes opening.
Cardan smiles in return. “My door,” he says
this hurts.
For the rest of her life, whenever she thought about heartbreak, she would see the way he looked at her.
jude & cardan
“Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.”
Cardan’s fingers dig into my back. He’s trembling, and whether it is from
ebbing magic or horror, I am not sure. But he holds me as though I am the
only solid thing in the world.
He’s every bit as terrifying as any serpent.
I don’t care. I run into his arms.
"I hate that he loves you.”
“He hated it, too,” I say with a laugh that sounds more brittle than I’d like.
Nicasia fixes me with a long look. “No, he didn’t.”
Nicasia and Jude
With my whole heart, I wish Cardan was here. I can almost imagine him
lounging on a chair, giving me pointers on speechmaking. It would have
annoyed me so much, and now, thinking of it, there’s a cold pit of longing
in my stomach.
I miss him, and the pain of it is a yawning chasm, one into which I yearn
to let myself fall.
She was missing him so much..
What I want is him back, him standing beside me, him laughing at all this. I would settle for even his worst self, his cruelest trickster self, if only he could be here.
The hardest thing—the impossible thing—is to get past the memory of
Cardan telling me he loved me. He said those words, and I didn’t answer
him. I thought there would be time. And I was happy—despite everything
—I was happy, just before everything went so terribly wrong. We won.
Everything was going to work out. And he loved me.
“Please,” I say to the dirt floor of the brugh, to the earth itself. “I will do
whatever you want. I will give up the crown. I will make any bargain. Just
please fix him. Help me break the curse."
Jude
HIM <3
“It’s you I love,” he says. “I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I
guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn’t have one at all.
Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.”
Cardan