
@acotarnet event seven: one death → the suriel
“Stay….” it breathed. “Stay…until the end.”
I took its hand in mine. “I’m sorry.” It was all I could think to say. I had done this—I had brought it here.
“I knew,” it gasped, sensing my shift in thoughts. “The tracking…I knew of it.”
“Then why come at all?”
“You…were kind. You…fought your fear…you were kind.”
(Source: sturmhond)
Feyre: Rhys did you put glitter in the laundry detergent?
Rhys: oh yeah, I’m experimenting with some new entrepreneurial ideas. This one is called Sparkle Suds: dress Loud
Feyre: will you please stop putting glitter in everything and calling it an entrepreneurial idea? This morning you put glitter on the butter
Rhys: hey! Disco dairy: spread the party, was one of my favorites!
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