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In that moment you seemed to be everything at once, a series of contradictions: You were a knight with no master and a mother with no children; a manly woman and a womanly man; a hero whose name would be sung for a thousand years, and an orphan whose name had already been forgotten. You were [Una] who I had loved long before my birth and long after your death, in the past and the future, and here, now. Always.
— Aug 06, 2026 07:21PM
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vaishnave
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Let me write their names here, just once. They're only a dream, now, of the future that will never come to pass, but I won't have them forgotten.
Marro. Our son, named for the river where my mother died.
Thea. Our daughter, named for one of your fathers.
oh my GOD
— Aug 06, 2026 07:41PM
Marro. Our son, named for the river where my mother died.
Thea. Our daughter, named for one of your fathers.
oh my GOD
vaishnave
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[spoiler] had made a mistake in her calculations, I thought. For sometimes—when we could not run any longer, when all our choices had been whittled down to one—love made heroes of us.
oh my god oh my god oh my god
— Aug 06, 2026 07:40PM
oh my god oh my god oh my god
vaishnave
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"But it's not an ordinary woman that I need, now. I need a hero, Una. I need you to fight again." I met your eyes around the blade and found them huge and hungering. "But not for her."
"Owen—"
"Kneel, love."
oh dear god
— Aug 06, 2026 06:42PM
"Owen—"
"Kneel, love."
oh dear god
vaishnave
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This, I thought, was the reason [spoiler] needed the book so badly. Because no throne is held easily, or for long; because a nation is a story we tell about ourselves, and stories change, if you let them. Because where there is power, someone will oppose it.
— Aug 06, 2026 06:34PM
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"Have you learned to fear me yet, boy?"
I touched my palms very carefully to the backs of your hands. "Never."
You exhaled, shakily. "Madman."
"Yes, but I'm your madman."
— Aug 06, 2026 06:05PM
I touched my palms very carefully to the backs of your hands. "Never."
You exhaled, shakily. "Madman."
"Yes, but I'm your madman."
vaishnave
is on page 226 of 309
But if the knight can put away her sword, then he can put away his pen. [...] The thrushes are singing and their second child is born. Her hair is a wet black cap and her eyes are the lucent brown of acorns in the sun. Her brother, upon meeting her, comforts his parents. "Maybe the next one will come with teeth," he says, patting his mother's knee.
alix what are you going to do don't scare me like this
— Aug 06, 2026 05:56PM
alix what are you going to do don't scare me like this
vaishnave
is on page 221 of 309
The scholar looked down at his son and thought: Here, at last, is something worth dying for. The knight looked at the scholar, looking at his son, and thought: Here, at least, is something worth killing for.
They named him—but no. You asked for mercy. I will not make you remember his name.
alix e. harrow WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO
— Aug 06, 2026 05:49PM
They named him—but no. You asked for mercy. I will not make you remember his name.
alix e. harrow WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO
vaishnave
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I'm not sure you've ever been what you should be, love." She scowled at him; he smiled his crooked smile. "[...] Now you're a knight without armor, and a wife without a ring. No matter what you are, you're always..."
"Bad at it?"
"Yourself," said the scholar, stubbornly. "And you'll remain so. Whatever you become next."
<3
— Aug 06, 2026 05:44PM
"Bad at it?"
"Yourself," said the scholar, stubbornly. "And you'll remain so. Whatever you become next."
<3
vaishnave
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i need to scream into a pillow jesus fucking christ
— Aug 06, 2026 05:29PM
vaishnave
is on page 207 of 309
This, at least, came easily to them, for neither of them had ever quite been what they were supposed to be, or acted how they ought to act. [...] It was no hardship to trade one disguise for another.
They left so much behind them that they were not always sure, what, if anything, remained to them.
oh i love you alix e. harrow
— Aug 06, 2026 05:21PM
They left so much behind them that they were not always sure, what, if anything, remained to them.
oh i love you alix e. harrow