graceling, fire, bitterblue
the graceling realm series by kristin cashore
(Source: blairbending, via delladilly)
(Source: babyshibe, via spellsongs)
"You know why I’m still around? When you die, your sins are engraved in your eyes. Look closely."
Unable to help himself, Locke stares up into the awful dark spheres, and saw that their blackness was not quite unbroken. It had a rough and layered quality, as though made up of countless number of tiny black lines of script, all running together into a solid mass.
"I can’t see the way out of this place," said Bug softly. "Can’t find the way to the next."
You were fucking twelve years old.
-Republic of Thieves, chapter three, p.138-139
This part hurt a lot so I drew it out h-hahahahah o(-<
I am doing my best to make this email sound adult. I have rewritten it sixteen, wait… seventeen, times. I am requesting assistance.
battle sprites be like
*tries to impress cool people who follow me*
(Source: mininvader, via isayoldbean)
the discordant harmonies in rassemblons-nous that just build and build and sort of hang unresolved at the end get to me every time