“What do you think will become of you, living in darkness with devils, and doing black magic?” “I?” she shot back. “I am becoming myself, brother. I am a witch, and I am going to save us.”
Katherine Arden, The Winter of the Witch
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“What do you think will become of you, living in darkness with devils, and doing black magic?” “I?” she shot back. “I am becoming myself, brother. I am a witch, and I am going to save us.”
Katherine Arden, The Winter of the Witch
Tenderly stroking your sleeping witch-girlfriend’s hair right in front of her monk brother is such a fucking power move.
She caught him by the shoulders and rolled him over. She felt the strength in her body then, saw the shift and play of muscle in the faint candlelight: hers and his. She bent forward to breathe into his ear: “Never give me orders.” “Command me, then,” he whispered back. The words went through her like wine.
The Winter of the Witch by Katherine Arden
He might have been a man expect for his eyes, ancient and troubled. It was her turn to push his hair back where it fell over his brow; it curled coarse and cold beneath her fingers. She touched the warm place behind his jaw.
The Winter of the Witch by Katherine Arden
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“You are a fool, man of God,” he said. “You never understood.” Konstantin said, in a blood-filled whisper, “I never understood what?” “That I do keep faith, in my own fashion,” said the Bear. A twist of his lips.
“I d i d l o v e y o u r h a n d s.”
The Winter of the Witch » Katherine Arden
“I am going to drown you,” it whispered, and lunged. Vasya made no answer; instead her cupped hand came down on the water like a thunderclap. The chyert jerked back and Vasya snapped, “An immortal sorcerer could not kill me and neither could a priest with all Moscow at his beck—what makes you think you can?” “You came into my lake,” returned the chyert, baring black teeth. “To swim, not to die!” “That is for me to decide.”