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Hafsah Faizal

We Hunt the Flame (Sands of Arawiya)

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  • Eduarda Lopeshas quoted3 years ago
    Men can be such beautiful trash
  • Althea Fernandohas quoted3 years ago
    Her identity, viciously unraveled.
  • Eduarda Lopeshas quoted3 years ago
    We hunt the flame, the light in the darkness, the good this world deserves.
  • Mon159has quoted2 months ago
    His mother used to say that a person without hope was a body without a soul.
  • sh4fa1234has quoted6 months ago
    “You think we should keep this? Could be useful for thwacking our enemies.”
    Nasir gave him a look. “We will not be thwacking our enemies. What are you, a child?”
  • sh4fa1234has quoted6 months ago
    “Do I look like a monkey?” Altair asked.
    “That would be a disgrace to the monkey,” Nasir
  • Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quotedlast year
    “You were all I had,” he said. “Everything else could fall to ruin, but you—even dead you were mine.” He tried to make sense of the way his fingers could not stay still. His voice rose in a way that it never had before. “But you didn’t even exist.”
  • Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quotedlast year
    “Who said you’re my damsel?” he asked, tossing a wink at Nasir. Anger still crooked his mouth.

    The prince didn’t react, but his eyes brightened and the corners of his lips twitched.
  • Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quotedlast year
    “Have you ever wondered why the Silver Witch wields magic on a land where there is none?” he asked. “Have you ever wondered why the sultan keeps her close?”

    “You sound like a merchant trying to sell trash,” Altair groaned, a hand over his face.
  • Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quotedlast year
    What had you expected, a kiss?

    Wait WGAT😱😱 I don't know why I didn't expect them to be love interests lmfao💀

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