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040cae3
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There are no gods left to watch, I'm afraid. And there are no gods left to help you now, Aelin Galathynius.' Aelin smiled, and Goldryn burned brighter. 'I am a god.
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koa
throne-of-glass
sarah-j-maas
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |
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6fca87a
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"To whatever end," he whispered. Silver lined her eyes. "To whatever end." A reminder--and a vow, more sacred than the wedding oaths they'd sworn on that ship. To walk this path together, back from the darkness of the iron coffin. To face what waited in Terrasen, ancient promises to the gods be damned."
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koa
throne-of-glass
sarah-j-maas
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |
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6524a10
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A princess who was to live for a Thousand years. Longer. That had been her gift. It was now her curse.
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koa
sjm
throne-of-glass
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |
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8e61de7
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Death had been her curse and her gift and her friend for these long, long years. She was happy to greet it again under the golden morning sun.
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koa
throne-of-glass
sarah-j-maas
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |
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e57e414
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An unspoken question arose in those green eyes. Aelin? She ignored the silent inquiry, unable to bear opening that silent channel between them again, and surveyed the powerful lines of his body, the sheer size of him. A gentle wind kissed with ice and lightning brushed against her wall offlame, an echo of his silent inquiry. Her magic flared in answer, a ripple of power dancing through her. As if it had found a mirror of itself in the world, as if it had found the countermelody to its own song. Not once in those illusions or dreams had it done that. Had her own flame leaped in joy at his nearness, his power. He was here. It was him, and he'd come for her.
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young-adult
koa
throne-of-glass
sarah-j-maas
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |
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47bb097
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"Aelin wiped her hands. "Well, that's over and done with," she announced, and strode to the desk and map. "Shall we discuss where you all plan to march once we beat the living shit out of this army?"
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koa
throne-of-glass
sarah-j-maas
tog
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Sarah J. Maas |