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“There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”
― Fourth Wing
― Fourth Wing
“But I still don’t know how to fix myself.”
“There’s nothing broken to be fixed,” he said fiercely.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
“There’s nothing broken to be fixed,” he said fiercely.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
“Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs—on the probabilities.”
― Fourth Wing
― Fourth Wing
“I am the sky and the power of every storm that has ever been. I am infinite.”
― Fourth Wing
― Fourth Wing
“I refuse to leave you here.'
Emerie's pained face told Nesta enough: she understood. Saw the logic.
Nesta said to Gwyn. 'It is the only way.'
Gwyn screamed. 'IT IS NOT THE ONLY WAY!' And then she was sobbing. 'I will not abandon you to them. They will kill you.'
'You need to go,' Nesta said, even as her hands began shaking. 'Now.'
'No,' Gwyn wept. 'No, I won't. I'll face it with you.'
Something deep in Nesta's chest cracked. Cracked open completely, and what lay within bloomed, full and bright and pure.
She wrapped her arms around Gwyn. Let her friend sob into her chest. 'I'll face it with you,' Gwyn whispered, over and over again. 'Promise me we'll face it together.'
Nesta couldn't stop her tears. The chill wind froze them on her cheeks. 'I promise,' she breathed, stroking Gwyn's matted hair. 'I promise.'
Gwyn sobbed, and Nesta let herself sob with her, squeezing her tightly. Letting her stroking hand come to rest on Gwyn's neck.
A pinch in the right spot, exactly on the pressure point Cassina had shown her, and it was done.
Gwyn went down. Unconscious.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
Emerie's pained face told Nesta enough: she understood. Saw the logic.
Nesta said to Gwyn. 'It is the only way.'
Gwyn screamed. 'IT IS NOT THE ONLY WAY!' And then she was sobbing. 'I will not abandon you to them. They will kill you.'
'You need to go,' Nesta said, even as her hands began shaking. 'Now.'
'No,' Gwyn wept. 'No, I won't. I'll face it with you.'
Something deep in Nesta's chest cracked. Cracked open completely, and what lay within bloomed, full and bright and pure.
She wrapped her arms around Gwyn. Let her friend sob into her chest. 'I'll face it with you,' Gwyn whispered, over and over again. 'Promise me we'll face it together.'
Nesta couldn't stop her tears. The chill wind froze them on her cheeks. 'I promise,' she breathed, stroking Gwyn's matted hair. 'I promise.'
Gwyn sobbed, and Nesta let herself sob with her, squeezing her tightly. Letting her stroking hand come to rest on Gwyn's neck.
A pinch in the right spot, exactly on the pressure point Cassina had shown her, and it was done.
Gwyn went down. Unconscious.”
― A Court of Silver Flames
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