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Your Native Land, Your Life
“Look: this is January the worst onslaught
is ahead of us Don't be lured
by these soft grey afternoons these sunsets cut
from pink and violet tissue-paper by the thought
the days are lengthening
Don't let the solstice fool you:
our lives will always be
a stew of contradictions
the worst moment of winter can come in April
when the peepers are stubbornly still
and our bodies
plod on without conviction
and our thoughts cramp down before the sheer
arsenal of everything that tries us:
this battering, blunt-edged life”
Life
Poetry
Poem
Challenges
Winter
Difficulties
Solstice
Lament: The Faerie Queen's Deception
“Shall I tell you the entire story?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued. "About a brilliant young man, the only son of a king who refused to kill his father's enemies on the battlefield? Whose soul wandered while he dreamt? Who played music to make the faeries envious? Who had golden hair and a face to tempt the Faerie Queen?"
"Very poetic, " Luke growled.
Brendan smiled for the first time. "How about a young human named Luke Dillon who walked out into the solstice when he shouldn't have, and was stolen by the thing that calls herself the Faerie Queen? 'Come hither, ' she told him - "
"She demanded he court her, and he denied her as no one ever had."
"And so, inspired by his soul's dreamy wandering, she ripped it from him and caged it far from his body."
"And she bade the man who wouldn't kill to be her assassin, because it pleased her to watch him suffer. And kill he would, or she would hand over his caged soul to the minions of hell. And so he killed.”
Luke Dillon
Winter Solstice
“Eddie has long joked that the two most useful backgrounds for a real estate broker are psychology and elementary education.”
Real Estate
Real Estate Humor
The Leafing
“The Green Man had stepped into the fire smiling a warm, yet wry smile on his brown face of living wood. She had watched his tall body, which was covered in rich brocade made of leaves, with a crown of holly bright with scarlet berries on his head, disappear into the leaping flames as though they were a cozy blanket. He was gone in a flash as the tall flames engulfed him with a loud whoosh. Tears had coursed down her cheeks while others cheered the onset of the solstice and toasted the beginning of longer days.”
Magic
Flames
Angel
Forest
Green
Leaves
Wood
Green Man
Brocade
Once Upon a Dream
“The day she was going to tell her aunts about the boy she had met.
She had come home, having forgotten it was her birthday. Time was both important and irrelevant in the woods; stars marked seasonal changes, the moon waxed and waned, the solstices were strictly observed... but normal days and weeks and months weren't.”
Time
Memory
Remembered
Princess Aurora
A Gnome's Winter Solstice Tale: Would You Unquestionably Rather Be Yourself?
“Within the magic of the asking,
lives the magic to receive,
wonderfully exciting, endless possibilities!”
Inspirational
Gnomes
Childrensbooks
Childrens Fiction
Childrens Literature
Picture Books For Kids
A Court of Mist and Fury
“I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved—one going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.
This—this moment, when it was him and me and nothing between our bodies …
His tongue scraped the roof of my mouth as he dragged a finger down the center of me, and I gasped, my back arching. “Feyre,” he said against my lips, my name like a prayer more devout than any Ianthe had offered up to the Cauldron on that dark solstice morning.
His tongue swept my mouth again, in time to the finger that he slipped inside of me. My hips undulated, demanding more, craving the fullness of him, and his growl reverberated in my chest as he added another finger.
I moved on him. Lightning lashed through my veins, and my focus narrowed to his fingers, his mouth, his body on mine. His palm pushed against the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, and I groaned his name as I shattered”
Erotic
Erotica
New Adult
New Adult Romance
Erotic Fiction
Smut
Orgasms
Adult Books
New Adult Lit
New Adult Fantasy
Erotic Romance Novellas
The Girl with All the Gifts
“In olden times, it meant the long dark of winter was finally over, and things would start growing again and the world would be renewed. The solstice was the promise–that the days wouldn’t just keep on getting shorter until they disappeared altogether. The equinox was the day when the promise was fulfilled.”
Equinox
A Court of Silver Flames
“We need to make some changes, Nesta,' Feyre said hoarsely. 'You do- and we do.'
Where the hell was Elain?
'I'll take the blame,' Feyre went on, 'for allowing things to get this far, and this bad. After the war with Hybern, with everything else that was going on, it... You... I should have been there to help you, but I wasn't, and I am ready to admit that this is partially my fault.'
'That what is your fault?' Nesta hissed.
'You,' Cassian said. 'This bullshit behaviour.'
He'd said that at the Winter Solstice. And just as it had then, her spine locked at the insult, the arrogance-
'Look,' Cassian went on, holding up his hands, 'it's not some moral failing, but-'
'I understand how you're feeling,' Feyre cut in.
'You know nothing about how I'm feeling.'
Feyre plowed ahead. 'It's time for some changes. Starting now.'
'Keep your self-righteous do-gooder nonsense out of my life.'
'You don't have a life,' Feyre retorted. 'And I'm not going to sit by for another moment and watch you destroy yourself.' She put a tattooed hand on her heart, like it meant something. 'I decided after the war to give you time, but it seems that was wrong. I was wrong.'
'Oh?' The word was a dagger thrown between them.
Rhys tensed at the sneer, but still said nothing.
'You're done,' Feyre breathed, voice shaking. 'This behaviour, that apartment, all of it- you are done, Nesta.'
'And where,' Nesta said, her tone mercifully icy, 'am I supposed to go?'
Feyre looked to Cassian.
For once, Cassian wasn't grinning. 'You're coming with me,' he said. 'To train.”
Depression
Feyre
Sarah J Maas
Changes
Intervention
Cassian
Nesta Archeron
Nesta
Feyre Archeron
A Court Of Silver Flames
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“Slowly, Tamlin's head lifted, his unbound golden hair dull and matted.
'Do you think she will forgive me?' The question was a rasp, as if he'd been screaming.
I knew whom he meant. And I didn't know. I didn't know if her wishing him happiness was the same as forgiveness. If Feyre would ever want to offer that to him. Forgiveness could be a gift to both, but what he'd done... 'Do you want her to?'
His green eyes were empty. 'Do I deserve it?'
No. Never.
He must have read it on my face, because he asked, 'Do you forgive me- for your mother and sister?'
'I don't recall every hearing an apology.'
As if an apology would ever right it. As if an apology would ever cover the loss that still ate at me, the hole that remained where their bright, lovely lives had once glowed.
'I don't think one will make a difference, anyway,' Tamlin said, staring at his felled elk once more. 'For either of you.'
Broken. Utterly broken.
You will need Tamlin as an ally before the dust has settled, Lucien had warned my mate. Perhaps that was why I'd come, too.
I waved a hand, my magic slicing and sundering, and the elk's coat slid to the floor in a rasp of fur and slap of wet flesh. Another flicker of power, and slabs of meat had been carved from its sides, piled next to the dark stove- which soon kindled.
'Eat, Tamlin,' I said. He didn't so much as blink.
It was not forgiveness- it was not kindness. I could not, would not, ever forget what he'd done to those I loved most.
But it was Solstice, or had been. And perhaps because Feyre had given me a gift greater than any I could dream of, I said, 'You can waste away and die after we've sorted out this new world of ours.'
A pulse of my power, and an iron skillet slid onto the now-hot stove, a steak of meat thumping into it with a sizzle.
'Eat, Tamlin,' I repeated, and vanished on a dark wind.”
Forgiveness
Rhysand
Tamlin
Kindness
Sarah J Maas
Rhys
Depressed
Feyre Archeron
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
Remorseful
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“Consider it a Solstice and birthday present in one.' He gestured to the house, the gardens, the grounds that flowed to the river's edge. With a perfect view of the Rainbow at night, thanks to the land's curve. 'It's yours. Ours. I purchased it on Solstice Eve. Workers are coming in two days to begin clearing the rubble and knock down the rest of the house.'
I blinked again, long and slow. 'You bought me an estate?'
'Technically, it will be our estate, but the house is yours. Build it to your heart's content. Everything you want, everything you need- build it.'
The cost alone, the sheer size of this gift had to astronomical. 'Rhys.'
He paced a few steps, running his hands through his blue-black hair, his wings tucked in tight. 'We have no space at the town house. You and I can barely fit everything in the bedroom. And no one wants to be at the House of Wind.' He again gestured to the magnificent estate around us. 'So build a house for us, Feyre. Dream as wildly as you want. It's yours.'
I didn't have words for it. What cascaded through me. 'It- the cost-'
'Don't worry about the cost.'
'But...' I gaped at the sleeping, tangled land, the ruined house. Pictured what I might want there. My knees wobbled. 'Rhys- it's too much.'
His face became deadly serious. 'Not for you. Never for you.' He slid his arms around my waist, kissing my temple. 'Build a house with a painting studio.' He kissed my other temple. 'Build a house with an office for you, and one for me. Build a house with a bathtub big enough for two- and for wings.' Another kiss, this time to my cheek. 'Build a house with a garden for Elain, a training ring for the Illyrian babies, a library for Amren, and an enormous dressing room for Mor.' I choked on a laugh at that. But Rhys silenced it with a kiss to my mouth, lingering and sweet. 'Build a house with a nursery, Feyre.'
My heart tightened to the point of pain, and I kissed him back. Kissed him again and again, the property wide and clear around us. 'I will,' I promised.”
Gift
Feyre
Rhysand
House
Present
Sarah J Maas
Rhys
Build A House
Feyre Archeron
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“Go back to the house.'
'I will,' he said, flashing a grin again. 'After I drop you off at your front door.'
At that piece-of-shit apartment she insisted on living in. Across the city.
Nesta's eyes- the same as Feyre's and yet wholly different, sharp and cold as steel- went to his hands. What was in them. 'What is that.'
Another grin as he lifted the small, wrapped parcel. 'Your Solstice present.'
'I don't want one.'
Cassian continued past her, tossing the present in his hands. 'You want this one.'
He prayed she would. It had taken him months to find it.
...
'I don't want anything from you.'
He made himself arch an eyebrow. 'You sure about that, sweetheart?”
Sweet
Present
Sarah J Maas
Depressed
Cassian
Solstice
Nesta Archeron
Nesta
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
Walking Her Home
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“You brought weapons to Solstice?' I asked, leaning against the door frame.
...
Cassian shrugged, plopping onto the bed, which was better suited to a child than an Illyrian warrior. 'Some might be gifts.'
'And the rest?'
Cassian toed off his boots and leaned against the headboard, folding his arms behind his head as his wings draped to the floor. 'The females bring their jewelry. I bring my weapons.'
'I know a few females in this house who might take offense to that.'
Cassian offered me a wicked grin in response.”
Funny
Rhysand
Jewelry
Sarah J Maas
Rhys
Weapons
Cassian
Solstice
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
Illyrian Warriors
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“A jigsaw puzzle?'
Amren fitted a tiny piece into the section she'd been working on. 'Am I supposed to be doing something else during my Solstice holiday?”
Funny
Feyre
Sarah J Maas
Solstice
Jigsaw Puzzle
Feyre Archeron
Jigsaw
Amren
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
A Court of Wings and Ruin
“What the hell is that?'
Cassian was grinning that next evening as he waved a hand toward the pile of pine boughs dumped on the ornate red rug in the centre of the foyer. 'Solstice decorations. Straight from the market.'
Snow clung to his broad shoulders and dark hair, and his tan cheeks were flushed with cold. 'You call that a decoration?
He smirked. 'A heap of pine in the middle of the floor is Night Court tradition.'
I crossed my arms. 'Funny.'
'I'm serious.' I glared, and he laughed. 'It's for the mantels, the banister, and whatever else, smartass. Want to help?' He shrugged off his heavy coat, revealing a black jacket and shirt beneath, and hung it in the hall closet. I remained where I was and tapped my foot.
'What?' he said, brows rising. It was rare to see Cassian in anything but his Illyrian leathers, but the clothes, while not as fine as anything Rhys or Mor usually favoured, suited him.
'Dumping a bunch of trees at my feet is really how you say hello these days? A little time in that Illyrian camp and you forget all your manners.'
Cassian was on me in a second, hoisting me off the ground to twirl me until I was going to be sick. I beat at his chest, cursing at him.
Cassian set me down at last. 'What did you get me for Solstice?'
I smacked his arm. 'A heaping pile of shut the hell up.' He laughed again, and I winked at him. 'Hot cocoa or wine?'
Cassian curved a wing around me, turning us toward the cellar door. 'How many good bottles does little Rhysie have left?”
Funny
Feyre
Sarah J Maas
Hugging
Cassian
Festive
Solstice
Joking
Feyre Archeron
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
A Court of Frost and Starlight
“Tamlin answered the door himself.
I wasn't sure what to remark on: the haggard male before me, or the dark house behind him.
An easy mark. Too easy of a mark, to mock the once-fine clothes desperate for a wash, the shaggy hair that needed a trim. The empty manor, not a servant in sight, no Solstice decorations to be found.
The green eyes that met mine weren't the ones I was accustomed to, either. Haunteed and bleak. Not a spark.
It would be a matter of minutes to fillet him, body and soul. To finish what had undoubtedly started that day Feyre had called out silently at their wedding, and I had come.
But- peace. We had peace within our sights.
I could rip him apart after we'd attained it.”
Depression
Feyre
Rhysand
Tamlin
Sarah J Maas
Rhys
Depressed
Feyre Archeron
A Court Of Frost And Starlight
Haggard
A Court of Mist and Fury
“Cassian, I think, would also savour the opportunity to shred their entire court to pieces. Starting with my parents. Maybe I'll let him do it one year as a present. Him and Azriel both. It'd make a perfect solstice gift.”
Funny
A Court Of Mist And Fury
Sarah J Maas
Cassian
Azriel
Mor
Shred
The Morrigan
The Court Of Nightmares
A Court of Mist and Fury
“Feyre,' he said against my lips, my name like a prayer more devout than any Ianthe had offered up to the Cauldron on that dark Solstice morning.”
Love
Kissing
A Court Of Mist And Fury
Feyre
Tamlin
Prayer
Sarah J Maas
Feyre Archeron
Devout
Ianthe
Aquarius Rising: Christianity and Judaism Explained Using the Science of the Stars
“There is every indication that the ancient Egyptians wanted to draw our attention to the Sphinx. They wanted us to understand that it is an astronomical clock whose dial was the four steady reference points, the Four Guardians. The Four Guardians, or as they came to be known in the Christian Era of Pisces, was also called the Four Royal Stars, or the Archangel Stars.
❖ Michael - Aldebaran – the guardian of the eastern sky as it predates the vernal equinox.
❖ Raphael - Regulus (in Leo) – the guardian of the northern sky, as it pre-announces the summer solstice.
❖ Uriel - Antares (in Scorpio) – the guardian of the western sky, as it predates the autumn equinox
❖ Gabriel - Fomalhaut – the guardian of the southern sky, as it pre-announces the winter solstice.”
Church
Christianity
Jesus
Astronomy
Theology
Bible
Pataphysics
Kiphi
Ricoroho
Astrotheology
A Court of Thorns and Roses
“... the door creaked and a golden fox-face appeared- along with a narrowed metal eye. 'Shit,' said Lucien. 'It's freezing in here.'
It was but I was too nauseated to notice. Keeping my head up was an effort, let alone keeping the food down. He unclasped his cloak and set it around my shoulders. Its heavy warmth leaked in to me. 'Look at all this,' he said, staring at the paint on me. Thanksfully, it was all intact, save for a few places on my waist. 'Bastard.'
'What happened?' I got out, even though I wasn't sure I truly wanted the answer. My memory was a dark blur of wild music.
Lucien drew back. 'I don't think you want to know.' I studied the few smudges on my waist, marks that looked like hands had held me.
'Who did this to me?' I asked quietly, my eyes tracing the arc of the spoiled paint.
'Who do you think?'
My heart clenched and I looked at the floor. 'Did- did Tamlin see it?'
Lucien nodded. 'Rhys was only doing it to get a rise out of him.'
'Did it work?' I still couldn't look Lucien in the face. I knew, at least, that I hadn't been violated beyond touching my sides. The paint told me that much.
'No,' Lucien said, and I smiled grimly.
'What- was I doing the whole time?' So much for Alis's warning.
Lucien let out a sharp breath, running a hand through his red hair. 'He had you dance for him for most of the night. And when you weren't dancing, you were sitting in his lap.'
'What kind of dancing?' I pushed.
'Not the kind you were doing with Tamlin on Solstice,' Lucien said and my face heated. From the murkiness of my memories of last night, I recalled the closeness of a certain pair of violet eyes- eyes that sparkled with mischief as they beheld me.
'In front of everyone?'
'Yes,' Lucien replied- more gently than I'd heard him speak to me before. I stiffened. I didn't want his pity.”
Feyre
Rhysand
Tamlin
Pity
Sarah J Maas
Ashamed
Lucien
A Court Of Thorns And Roses
Feyre Archeron
Violated
A Court of Thorns and Roses
“A few rules to remember, girl,' she said, and we both stared at the cave mouth. The darkness reeked from its maw to poison the fresh night air. 'Don't drink the wine- it's not like what we had at the Solstice, and will do more harm than good. Don't make deals with anyone unless your life depends on it- and even then, consider whether it's worth it. And most of all: don't trust a soul in there- not even your Tamlin. Your senses are your greatest enemies; they will be waiting to betray you.”
Feyre
Advice
Rules
Sarah J Maas
Senses
A Court Of Thorns And Roses
Feyre Archeron
Alis
Dont Trust A Soul
Rules To Remember
Gilded
“The Snow Moon would be on full display and though it wasn’t as notable as when the full moon crossed with the solstice, she felt there must be some enchantment tethered to a full moon on the first night of the new year.”
Moon
New Year
Snow Moon
What Once Was Mine
“She pulled out her journal. "The lights-- I mean, lanterns-- always appear a month and eight days before the summer solstice," she said, checking her figures and drawings for the thousandth time.
"May twelfth. Yeah," Flynn said.”
Birthday
Lanterns
Calculated
Rapunzel
Lanark County Comfort
“Around the time of the summer solstice, when the sun shines brightest on our little corner of the world, field after field of hay is cut, baled and carted away in a non-stop parade of wagons, up and down the rural routes.”
Summer
Country
Farming
Fields
Farm Life
Rural
Hay
Summer Solstice
Summertime Quotes
June Quotes
A Court of Silver Flames
“Say what I've guessed from the moment we met," he breathed. "What I knew the first time I kissed you. What became unbreakable between us on Solstice night."
She wouldn't.
"I am your
mate
, for fuck's sake!" Cassian shouted, loud enough for people across the river to hear. "You are
my
mate! Why are you still fighting it?”
Cassian
Nesta Archeron
Nessian
Acourtofsilverflames
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