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«Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.” My equal in every way; she would wear my crown, sit on a throne beside mine. Never sidelined, never designated to breeding and parties and child-rearing. My queen»
𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 4 ~ 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 ✨
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I thought nothing of them, until one of the images was of a hand… This beautiful, human hand. Holding a brush. And that time, I pushed a thought back. Of the night sky— of the image that brought me joy when I needed it most. Open night sky, stars, and the moon.
“Night Triumphant and the Stars Eternal. If he was the sweet, terrifying darkness, I was the glittering light that only his shadows could make clear.”
charlie bowater art
“You were born on the longest night of the year, you were meant to be at my side from the very beginning.”
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“I lifted my eyes to his again and found stars and darkness waiting. Found home waiting.
Never enough. Not to paint him, know him.
Eons would never be enough for all I wanted to do, see with him. For all I wanted to love him.”
“His words were a lethal caress as he said, “Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?”
pandyals_art
“You were born on the longest night of the year— you were meant to be at my side from the very beginning”
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