She did not know how long she fell with them.
But then there was a rushing, roaring below-a frozen river. Whispers and foggy light were rising to meet them. No, not rising-this was the bottom.
An end to the abyss. And an end to her, perhaps, at last.
She didn't know if the Valg princes' hissing was from anger or pleasure as they slammed into that frozen river at the bottom of her soul.
But then there was a rushing, roaring below-a frozen river. Whispers and foggy light were rising to meet them. No, not rising-this was the bottom.
An end to the abyss. And an end to her, perhaps, at last.
She didn't know if the Valg princes' hissing was from anger or pleasure as they slammed into that frozen river at the bottom of her soul.
( Sarah J. Maas )
[ Heir of Fire ]
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