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I love this version of Vasya

“I have liked it,” said Vasya, determined not to spare herself. “The fear and the fire of these last nights. It made me feel free, and strong, to make others afraid. Others paid the price for my pleasure”

Ohhh the enemies to allies to co-conspirators trope is beautiful exquisite. Medved finally bringing the badass witch in her i live for it

“It must be like coming to a place that had been home, but wasn’t anymore. Like trying to fit back into a skin already shed.”

So we get a fade to black “so Lorcan did” type scene only for Morozko to be like “i didnt mean to” afterwards and then adding a “thank you” as if that’s an ok think to say AFTERWARDS what the hell

“Magic makes people mad,” said the mushroom. “You change reality so much you forget what is real.

“There are no monsters in the world, and no saints. Only infinite shades woven into the same tapestry, light and dark. One man’s monster is another man’s beloved. The wise know that.”
. “Are you my monster then, devil?” Konstantin asked.
The shadow at the corner of Medved’s mouth deepened. “I am,” he said. “And your beloved too. You are not one to distinguish.”

“heaven and hell are both nearer you than you like to believe?”
“Heaven? Nearer?” said Konstantin. He could feel every ridge of the wooden wall pressed against his back. “God abandoned me. He gave me over to devils. There is no heaven. There is only this world of clay.”
“Exactly,” said the demon. He spread his arms wide. “To mold to your liking”.

the men in this series piss me off