#col

A small brazier glowed near the monk's left hand. On a lecturn before him lay pots of paints, brushes, a quill, a pen, a knife, a sizeable handbell, the tooth of some animal--and a piece of parchment. It was the parchment that commanded the room. Until he saw it Len didn't realize how starved he had been of colour. Villagers dressed in various shades of brown and beige, like their furniture and fields and now, here, was an irruption of the rainbow, as if a charm of goldfinches had landed on the manuscript and been transfixed. ↗

— Diana Norman

#interesting #medieval-life #the-importance-of-art #art

No ale for the girl, Birgit," Aidan said to the woman. "Do we not have milk?" Regin's face heated. And all the worse, because she would dearly love some milk. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #lore

Tell me, if I take you to my room and put you in my bed, what do you think would happen?" "I can draw you a diagram. Hint: I'm slot B, and you're tab A. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole

Declan and Regin: "Kiss you?" As he waited for the revulsion to seize him, he found himself wondering how she would react. Would she moan into his mouth? "It will help you remember me. Kiss me. Come on, you know you want to so bad. You want me so bad." "Never." Bloody get off her, get away from her. But he needed to be above her like this, to master her, overpower her. "Never? That boner of yours just called you a lair. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #lore

There's no poetry in me, Reginleit. No fine words." He stared down at her, his gaze seeming to consume her. "I come to you as a man unfinished. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #lore

My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#end

Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#games

I'm more than just a piece in their Games. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#suzanne-collins #the-hunger-games #games

Nothing burns like the cold. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#cold #winter #games

I'm told the effect is cumulative--it will continue to worsen." Though outwardly calm as he explained this, his face had paled even more. "But if you tell me about the Valkyrie's weaknesses, I'll administer the antidote." "Weaknesses? So many. Foremost, we're ... ticklish. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole