FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN FICTION: Dorian Havilliard (throne Of Glass)

To this day, the only poem that I know by heart is In Flanders Field by John McCrae. I don’t remember how old I was when I learned it, but it’s managed to stay with me after all these years. Thank you for your sacrifice. You’ll never be forgotten

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

   That mark our place; and in the sky

   The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

   Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

       In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

   The torch; be yours to hold it high.

   If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

       In Flanders fields.

Lest we forget...

Eva Tsang

"I would prefer to live forever in perfect health, but if I must at some time leave this life, I would like to do so ensconced on a chaise longue, perfumed, wearing a velvet robe and pearl earrings, with a flute of champagne beside me and having just discovered the answer to the last problem in a British cryptic crossword."

Olivia de Havilland

July 1, 1916 – July 25, 2020

An Insider’s Guide to Velaris: the Winter Solstice Market, 1/?

“Why am I still single?” I whisper as I sit in the house, in my pyjamas, surrounded by books

Van Gogh, Monet, Waugh, Degas; pastel touch.

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory

Me:

Finally…

the king and his crown