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ive got nothing to lose

edit: i passed with flying colours my language test. if you want to reblog one post on tumblr, make it this one 💯💯

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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i’m a high school student about to graduate and i just wanted to say thank you so much for making this blog: it’s beyond encouraging to see everybody working towards their goals and just generally being awesome!! wishing you all the best in your future life <33

Hi there! Thank you so so much, I truly appreciate your kind words. It's wonderful to hear that you find encouragement in the stories of us working towards our goals. I am sure you will also reach your goals! Wishing you all the best. If you have any questions or need guidance, feel free to ask! I am always here to help. Your positive energy is greatly appreciated! 🌟💐

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Love, Sophia

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blurb #01

action, oc, what am i doing with my life, yeah that’s it

he stared at the oncoming army.

cassandra had been right. the army was huge. a ripple of fear went through the western front, the distinct sound of a shield being dropped to the ground echoing dismally.

“hold your lines!” astrid barked, her mahogany eyes mirroring the dismay in leios’s. her poise upon her horse slackened slightly as more of the enemy joined from the forest, the army slowly filling up half the battle plain. already, spears and shields clacked together behind her. the soldiers were panicking.

and so were the twin generals.

leios leaned towards astrid, his gaze fixed on the plains beyond.

“are you good at fighting?”

she smirked.

“define good.”

she readied her bow, a flaming arrow nocked in the wooden crescent, embellished with their house crest. the flames lapped at her fingers, blistering the porcelain skin.

astrid narrowed her eyes, defiant gaze unwavering.

“should you take first shot, or should i have the pleasure?”

her brother laughed. “i’ll blow the horn.”

the army of kjyn behind the twin generals decided they had never seen anything as beautiful as a lone, burning arrow soar across the sky as the sound of a hunting horn pierced the still air and the twang that filled the air of hundreds and thousands of burning arrows being fired.

a storm of flame ascended from the heavens towards the enemy. those who were slaughtered by the hellfire, astrid had later remarked, died a noble, quick, death. compared to what their army was going to do to them for killing their children and raping their wives.

“arrowhead!” leios roared.

kjyn became a weapon of destruction as they sharpened themselves, the toned warriors bellowing as they killed— every slash they made was for their kingdom. for their loved. and for their lives.

and the twins laughed as they rode across the enemy on their snow white horses, the flanks flecked with blood.

whoever crossed them? well, that would be the worst and final decision of their lives.

lady justice didn’t stop exerting her wrath until dusk.

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Once you’ve been to Cambodia, you’ll never stop wanting to beat Henry Kissinger to death with your bare hands.

—anthony bourdain

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part two

“the what now?” i smile weakly: it feels more like a grimace.

“the querencia.” he said. “miss sterling, if you please, follow me.”

i could only follow him.

he led me through hallways. my footsteps felt loud and clumsy in the darkness, since edward’s footsteps were virtually silent against the stone ground.

we stopped in front of an oak door, flecked and spotted with age. the previously gleaming bronze was green and rough.

edward’s sapphire eyes darted from left to right— checking to make sure the coast was clear.

then he knocked thrice on the door.

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a soft voice, presumably from the other side, whispered:

“there is a place. one goes in blind, then comes out seeing. what is it?”

edward looked down at me and smiled faintly. he wanted me to answer to riddle— not because he didn’t know the answer, but to test me.

i raised my eyebrows and whispered back, “a school.”

the lock clicked and edward pushed the door open.

it didn’t even creak.

“after you, miss sterling.”

a freezing breeze blew into the dark depths, pulling strands of my hair past my face. a shiver ran down my spine as i gleaned the long, winding staircase passage leading down into the murky darkness, torches bolted onto the walls flickering, casting dancing shadows onto the stone ground.

this staircase led to underneath the school. and i knew that the professors had no idea this existed.

i dropped the lamp i was holding and edward smirked at my dumbfounded look.

he grinned and headed down the stairs, beckoning me to follow.

i cast a dark look at the bolted oaken door and followed him down, feeling the cold air biting at my cheeks.

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we arrived at a landing, and my eyes widened. this had to be some kind of absolutely wild dream. maybe i was insane.

velvet carpets muffled the sound of my footsteps. the walls were lined with rows and rows of bookshelves, the spines bearing words of languages i had never seen before. a blazing fire was burning in an ornate fireplace.

but that wasn’t the part that intrigued me the most.

it was the ring of people, sitting in a circle, faces all turned expectantly in my direction. i felt like a deer in headlights as i swept my gaze past the upturned faces.

“welcome to the querencia, miss sterling.” edward said quietly.

i was, for once, at lost for words. just nine days ago i was happily living my best life. and now i was underneath the school, recruited into some cult.

i started laughing nervously, edging towards the stairs. the sound echoed dismally in the silence.

“this is really, really funny, alright?” my voice quivered. “inviting me out at midnight, to join some cult, i’m sorry, but i did not sign up, you’ve definitely got the wrong person- oof!”

i had backed into edward, standing like a marble statue in front of the stairs.

stopping me from leaving.

one by one, the people in the ring stood up.

“you have been invited into the querenica.” edward said. a warning.

“and i don’t want to join your cult.” i said, scowling.

a raven-haired spoke. i turned towards her, fuming.

“estelle sterling- we have invited you for a reason.” her voice was light, but with a dark undertone.

i stared her down. “i don’t like that reason. i never wanted this.”

“the querencia only accepts members who are particularly talented. you should be honoured.”

“well i’m not.” i spat. “now if you please, i need to get to bed.”

the girl let out a derisive laugh but i held my ground, despite seeing no way past edward blocking the stairs. something like fear pumped through my veins.

"please, i don't want any part of this." i pleaded. but she continued approaching, an unsettling gleam in her sapphire eyes.

then, from the shadows, a voice.

"enough. can't you see you're frightening the poor girl? let her be if she wishes to leave."

the dark-haired girl paused, her eyes still fixed on me.

i couldn't make out features beneath the cloak but the voice held an eerie soothing tone.

"go, if that is your choice. but know that a destiny greater than you know awaits, if you change your mind and return."

with that, edward stepped aside. his eyes were icy cold.

i didn't wait for further comment, darting up the stairs and into the night. i ran without stopping, my feet pounding against the icy stones, mind reeling, until collapsing, exhausted in my bed.

i tossed and turned all night, dreams haunted by glimpses of cloaked figures and echoing voices that seemed to come from every direction at once.

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when dawn finally came, pale light strained through my curtains, i dragged myself up with a pounding head.

for a while i lay listening to early morning sounds drift in through the open window, leaves rustling in a faint breeze. trying to convince myself it had all been some strange nightmare. but my swirling thoughts kept returning to the secret room beneath the school, the ring of watchers, the chilling words of the hooded stranger.

part of me was desperate to shut the memory away, to forget it had ever happened. and yet deep down, a curiosity lingered that i couldn't deny. an urge to solve the mystery and understand what truly went on in that hidden place.

with a sigh, i rolled out of bed. maybe a morning walk would help clear my head. i got dressed slowly, still lost in thought.

i’d find edward and get those answers to my long list of questions.

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part one

i shouldn’t be here.

i never should’ve even considered it. 

but here i was.

and little did i know how much that decision cost me.

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“estelle sterling?” i whirled around, face to face with a lean brunette. she was holding a piece of parchment.

“yes?” 

“a boy in m’class told me to give this to you.” she extended the slip of paper.

i took the parchment, bemused. “did he tell you why?”

“no, he didn’t.” she gave me an appraising look. 

“thank you anyways, then.” i gave her a tight smile and turned to go.

i could feel her gaze on my back as i scurried up the stone stairs towards the library.

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i opened the note as i headed towards the library. printed neatly in the middle of  it, there was just a simple sentence.

west wing of the castle, thirteenth of december, three hours past midnight.

how intriguing. 

i snorted. whoever was trying to be mysterious, it wasn’t working.

i stuffed the scrap of paper into the depths of my satchel and didn’t even think about it before the second letter arrived, bearing the same words.

i tried ignoring it.

it almost worked: until the third note came, followed by the fourth.

one every single day, delivered to me by different students, who were equally as confused as i was as to who was sending these, and why.

when the fifth arrived, i was already sick of it. 

i decided to write back. as the utterly confused seventh year messenger loitered next to me, i scrawled an angry denial on the back of the parchment and marched back to him.

“give this back to whoever gave this to you.” i said, stuffing the paper into his hand. “and tell them if they want a date, just ask me up front.” 

scowling, i walked away.

but yet, the sixth letter arrived.

then the seventh. 

by the time i received the eighth note, slipped under my books in the library, i was close to strangling someone.

and i couldn’t help but wonder why someone would be so obsessed with meeting me at the west wing of the castle, thirteenth of december, three hours past midnight.

and it soon came to me that the thirteenth of december was tomorrow.

it was a simple decision. to go or not to go?

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two hours past midnight. i awoke. striking a match against the box, i lit an oil lamp and put my blazer around me. 

i headed out, all too aware of the blistering cold of the stone floors.

i shivered, icy tendrils shooting up my spine. i pulled the blazer tighter around me and headed towards the west wing of the stone castle. my breath rose in mist around my face, and i found myself clutching the oil lamp for warmth as i stumbled my way to the spot.

three hours till midnight. i stood there, realising how large the west wing of the stone castle actually was. 

i was considering walking back towards the living quarters, until i heard a voice.

“estelle sterling. pleasure to meet you.”

i turned around so quickly my neck cracked. 

a charmingly handsome boy illuminated by the dim light of my lamp, a faint smile playing on his lips, was walking towards me.

“edward beckett.” he inclined his head.

it came to my attention that i was gaping at him and i hastily rearranged my expression to one of polite disinterest. “are you the one who is sending me those notes?”

he nodded. 

“what do you want from me?”

he grinned— an unnerving expression on his devilishly beautiful face.

“to invite you to the querencia, of course.”

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