#elainarcheronedit

[nanstgeorge]

I went into the Cauldron, too, you know. And it captured me. And yet somehow all you think of is what my trauma did to you.

[daphnevincent]

she looked up at him, her face so trusting and hopeful and open that he knew she had no idea that he had done unspeakable things that sullied his hands far beyond their scars. such terrible things that it was a sacrilege for his fingers to skin, tainting her with his presence.

[thestarswholisten]

It's already ended badly. Now it's just a matter of deciding how we meet the consequences.

[highlord-archive]

ELAIN ARCHERON

“I can hear the sea. Even at night. Even in my dreams. The crashing of the sea—and the screams of a bird made of fire.”

[nisha-kadam]

The Cauldron itself chose to grant Elain some magic as a gift for her seemingly never-ending kindness.

[kilornwarrren]

“But Elain, the flower-grower, the gentle heart… Nesta would go down swinging for her.”

[archeronsnesta]

the archeron sisters

[starkzsansa]

acotar instagram au: elain archeron 

[rigelsenshis]

people of prythian: the archeron sisters (1/?)

[nanstgeorge]

a court of mist and fury chapter 23

[nanstgeorge]

I think I was dreaming. I think I'm always dreaming these days.

[nanstgeorge]

And Elain—Elain—had taken up Azriel's dagger and killed the King of Hybern instead.

[nanstgeorge]

You can't have it both ways. You cannot resent my decision to lead a small, quiet life while also refusing to let me do anything greater.

[nanstgeorge]

A COURT OF MIST AND FURY, CHAPTER 40

[nanstgeorge]

It wasn't because she was fearless of terribly heroic; it was because Evangeline simply had more hope than most. Jacks had told her that her only option for a happy ending was to walk away; that if she drank the poison, she'd be stone forever. But Evangeline couldn't believe that. She knew her story had the potential for infinite endings—and that belief hadn't changed. There was a happy ending waiting for her.

Elain had always been gentle and sweet—and I had considered it a different sort of strength. A better strength. To look at the hardness of the world and choose, over and over, to love, to be kind. She had always been so full of light.

[nanstgeorge]

I hope they all burn in hell.