A World That Was Theirs

Through this golden boy he saw the sun and the moon and the galaxies that had given birth to everything, the beginning of creation and the end of time. He saw how the world was supposed to be, hanging on every breath, every flutter of a heartbeat, as stars were born and died and born again. He saw the shutter of the sun falling and the whisper of the moon rising. Over and over, until gold and silver blended into a veil through with the world was perfect. A world that was ancient and new.

A world that was theirs.

I finished Timekeeper by Tara Sim the other day and WOW, what a book! There was so much about it I loved and I wanted to channel some of that into a piece with one of my favourite parts.

You Will Not Touch Him

“My name is Arnold Rudolph and you will not touch him!”

I love Witches of the North with all my heart.

I’m a bit late for Arnold’s birthday because it took a while to work out how I wanted this piece to look, but here is something from a very important scene!

A thieving fox in the night

The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox.

Inkheart was one of my childhood favourites; my paperback copy is very well loved and full of bookmarks of future lines I’d like to write out.

Truth Requires Thorns

Love speaks in flowers. Truth requires thorns.

I’d been waiting to reading Leigh Bardugo’s The Language of Thorns for a while now and having finally read it… I was utterly enchanted.

 

Sunrise Pledge

Sunrise Pledge: The dawn will light up the world tomorrow. The night will dim with the fallen snowflakes, shining in a dream.

Collecting materials for suit crafting in Love Nikki has become something I really enjoy, Sunrise Pledge was the first part I crafted of one of my favourite craftable suits.

Calisto Weatherly

Another piece from inktober featuring Calisto Weatherly, extraordinary and magical apprentice wizard, is also from the Faust series, and one of mine and my partner’s most beloved characters.

Summer Lemon

Summer Lemon was one of the first suits I worked towards collecting in Love Nikki, and I have a soft spot for the story attached to it.

What Wishes Are

“Indeed, I also have something I want to get back no matter what, you know? But the thing is… I wouldn’t think a wish granted that way has any worth at all, you see?!”

The What Wishes Are scene from the Bonus Stage of Witch’s Heart meant the world to me.

Ruination

“Na razrusha’ya. I am not ruined. E’ya razrushost. I am ruination.”

Ruin and Rising — Leigh Bardugo

Whitespring

Mina was used to the bright days and warm nights of the South. Whitespring was so named because even in the Spring, the ground was white with snow. How could she ever belong in such a place?

Girls Made of Snow and Glass — Melissa Bashardoust

I’m fascinated by settings in stories; the ways they can have so many different meanings to the characters who spend portions of their lives there. I picked Whitespring to be the focus of my first tribute to this wonderful book due to the significance it has to both of the main characters, individually and the part it played in them coming together.