I never know what to say when somebody asks me what the book I'm reading is about. In my head I'm all like, "It's about the crushing weight of the world born upon the shoulders of the matriarchs to bear generation after generation of heirs lest the world burn, all based upon the lie told by a man pretending himself a hero who's naught but a vainglorious coward."
I love the priory of the orange tree but it infuriates me cause it’ll go ‘gay shit!’ And then SURPRISE DRAGON ATTACK and then immediately cut to the other side of the world
summer is over! let's give it up for cooler weather and manageable emotions! for those of you that experience seasonal affective during summer like me, that is