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Fall of the Hewn City Pt. 7

Part Seven! Didn’t think I’d make it.

I promise this one finishes happily.

Other Parts:

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 8, Part 9

Feyre

I woke up to an impossible reality. There was no way I was in this room, in this bed, tucked between these sheets. There was no way I could smell Velaris again, that I could close my eyes and faintly hear the sounds of people walking down the block. Mostly, there was no way I could feel a dip in the bed beside me, no way I could scent him so close.

I opened my eyes and turned over with a groan. Rhys’s eyes flashed open and he was leaning over me, his hands brushing the hair from my face faster than I could react. He kissed my forehead and smiled down at me, his violet eyes shining in the sunlight.

Yes. Definitely real.

He didn’t say anything, just snapped once. A bowl of soup appeared on the desk beside me. I struggled to push myself up, but I was still too weak. Rhys lifted me easily and propped me up on the pillows. He grabbed the bowl and spoon and lifted a spoonful of broth to my lips.

I didn’t even try to protest as he made me eat the entire bowl, then another. He would have tried to get a third had I not leaned forward and rested my head in the crook of his neck.

“Rhys.” I breathed.

He sighed contentedly and rand a hand down the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair.

“I missed you so much.” He said. “I panicked when you disappeared. I think I went a little insane there for a while.”

Indeed, I thought as I examined his form. “Did you eat at all?”

He barked a laugh. “You’re the one concerned for me? You- you… what exactly happened, Feyre?”

My gut began to freeze up, tension locking my shoulders. I forced myself to keep my eyes open, for I knew that if they shut I would just see them. I took a breath before answering.

“They knocked me out when I was cleaning up the camp. All my food was laced with Faebane, though I only got enough food to ensure I lived and that I couldn’t use magic. A week ago, something happened. Something none of us could handle. And though there was no time we could trade, since there was no time I could carry my food anywhere, the others gave me some of their food. So I fought my way out, and made my way to that cave. As soon as I felt you again, I told you where I was.”

He frowned. “But who took you? Where did you go?”

“Please,” I shuddered. Faces started flashing in front of me. “Please don’t ask me those things. I won’t- I can’t talk about them.”

He hesitated, but eventually nodded. He shifted and pivoted himself around me so I was leaning back on his chest and he was leaning on the headboard of the bed. He wrapped his arm around my waist and made a cocoon with his wings around us. I smiled slightly and let my head fall back on his shoulder.

I was asleep again before either of us could say anything.

Mor

I strode through the crowd, pushing people away when they didn’t move fast enough. I made my way up the steps and turned to face the Court of Nightmares. Now that Feyre was back safe, I had to do what I had been postponing for too long.

“Kier?” I called out.

Silence from the crowd. Finally, he stepped forward.

“What is it, girl?” He sneered.

I raised a brow. “Asking to get another broken bone or two, are we?” I taunted. The crowd murmured. “I’m here on official business. I have the misfortune of being selected to assess the city. I begin in a month.”

The room exploded, all the lords asking questions at once, rushing at Kier, turning to each other. I smiled once more and disappeared.

Nesta

The morning light was just starting to filter in, causing the sheets to be outlined in soft gold. Feyre had gotten back yesterday in the very early morning, but I hadn’t had the time or will to go see her. Not when he was here.

I smiled and laid my head on Cassian’s chest. Though he was only half awake, he stirred and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

He had winnowed us to an old mansion, one he had briefly explained to have been bought by Rhys’s father for his mother. Apparently she had never really wanted it, so it had turned into a hangout of sorts for the three Illyrian males.

We hadn’t done much talking after that.

“I need to go see my sisters.” I said.

He nodded hesitantly. “I know.”

I lifted a hand and brushed his hair away from his face. “In a few hours.” I added.

He grinned.

MASTERLIST

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Originally posted by softsugamon


💕: fluff|🌪: angst| ♠️: smut| 👾: comedy


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Fall of the Hewn City Pt. 8

So, cuz I’m evil, I’m only going to post this section for part 8.

Other parts:

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 9

Azriel

           A year since Feyre’s return and Elain was still hanging on, just barely. She didn’t move much anymore, could barely manage the weakest smiles. And it tore me apart. Every second.

I was staring into the fire one afternoon when she weakly whispered my name.

I rushed to the bed and saw the clarity in her eyes that was becoming rarer and rarer.

“I don’t have long.” She said. “When the clock strikes again, I’m going to fall asleep.”

My brows furrowed, but I just nodded.

“Thank you.” She rasped. “For understanding at first, for giving me courage. For sitting here every day.”

“Elain,”

“No, Az. It’s okay.” She took a rattling breath. “Thank you for showing me that it was okay to live without love long ago. And thank you for showing me that it’s beyond wonderful to die with it now.”

“Elain,” My heart was slowly shredding into a million pieces. “Don’t. Please don’t-”

The clock struck and her eyes closed. I leaned in and listened. Her heart was still beating, she was still breathing but…

A coma. I’m going to fall asleep.

Elain. Elain. Elain. Elain. Elain. Elain.

Elain.

No.

Fall of the Hewn City Pt. 6

So, sorry these sections are so short. I wrote it all in one place, and am releasing it by flipping through and trying to find the best cliffhangers to destroy your hearts with.

Have fun!

Other parts:

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 7, Part 8Part 9

Rhys

I laid Feyre down on the bed as soon as I reached our room. She hung limp in my arms.

I snapped my fingers and the dirt on her skin disappeared, her clothes replaced by the softest pajamas she owned. I braided her hair back from her face and tucked her into the white sheets before turning towards the bathroom to clean myself. I would have used magic, but I was already so tired and…

I was out cold, slumped on the other side of the bed before I could finish thinking.

When I woke up, Mor was flipping through the pages of a book whose title made me want to blush. I groaned and sat up, running a hand through my hair.

“How long was I-”

“Ten hours.” Mor said. “Amren and I had to switch places a few times. I would have asked Cass but he and Nesta are quite busy, or at least that’s what I can tell by the note she left. Another Archeron sister finds her mate.” She licked her finger and turned the page of her book. “You know, I’ve noticed a pattern. Nesta’s always one extreme, Elain the other, and Feyre somewhere in the middle. Elain’s sweet, Nesta’s mean, Feyre a bit of both. Elain recognized her mate immediately, it took Feyre months after she met you, but three hundred years is way off the spectrum, even for Archeron extremes.”

It took a second for me to comprehend. “Nesta and Cassian are mates?”

Mor nodded, still reading her book. I grinned madly.

She looked up. “What?”

“This time I get to beat the crap out of him.” I said. She rolled her eyes.

I looked over to Feyre, still sleeping soundly. “Did she-”

“No.” Mor replied. “Hasn’t woken once.”

I rubbed my eyes. “I’m going to rip out the throats of whoever did that to her.”

Mor nodded. “You’ll have to beat me to it.”

I looked up, surprised that Mor knew. Amren was usually pretty secretive.

“She told me alone.” Mor leaned back in her chair, uncrossing her legs. “And only so I’d understand why you probably wouldn’t let anyone else in here. But you needed someone to make sure you got some rest too. For some reason, the Tiny Ancient One thought I was the best person for the job. Especially considering that I’m the only one beside Lucien who isn’t batting their eyelashes at someone else and you probably didn’t want him in here.”

She paused. “I suppose I’m wrong. Wherever they are, Cass and Nesta certainly aren’t batting their eyelashes at each other. Though I don’t want to know what they are doing.”

“Wait… what… Lucien? Then Elain… and what about Az? And I didn’t think things were that serious between Amren and Varian.”

Mor rolled her eyes. “I’ll explain later.” She shut the book and stood. “For now, get cleaned up. You stink.”

Elain

I had started to forget things. I forgot where I was, how I’d gotten there. I sometimes even forgot who I was.

But I never forgot him.

Azriel stood by me every day, making funny shapes out of his shadows, telling jokes, bringing more flowers. At night, he slept in the chair beside my bed, his wings halfway curled around him, his head tucked in the crook of his arm.

And in between strange dreams, I thought that it might not be the worst place to die.

Short introduction to NUMEROLOGY

What is numerology?
Numerology is the study of the symbolism of numbers. It is used to determine a person’s personality, strengths and talents, obstacles, inner needs, emotional reactions and ways of dealing with others.

Numerology can be a tool that helps you to understand yourself and loved ones better. You can also use numerology to examine your life, take advantage of unexplored opportunities, where to go next in life.

How do find your number?
It is many ways that is used to calculate your life path number. The most used one is birthdate+month+year.

Example: 8th February 1968 = 8+2+1+9+6+8 = 34 = 3+4 = 7.
or: 30th December 1993 = 3+0+1+2+1+9+93 = 28 = 2+8 = 1 + 0 = 1.

The life path numbers you can get is 1 - 9. You can also get what is called “master numbers” which is 11, 22 and 33. If you calculate your life path number and get 22 or 33, you don´t need to split it up to 2+2 = 4 or 3+3=6. Also if your last calculation ends up to be 11, you don´t need to split up that one either.

Example: 30th December 1994 = 3+0+1+2+1+9+9+4 = 29 = 2+9 = 11.

What does your life path number mean?
Life path 1
- A life of action and achievement, very active, original and creative. Independent and very much a leader. Must be more self sufficient, make own decisions and use talents. 

Life path 2 - A life of co-operation, loving, warm, do not like to be alone and can be extremely supportive in friendships and partnerships. They need to learn not to put themselves above others and not to be over-emotional in their relationships. 

Life path 3 -The most creative of people, can be fun loving and enjoy socializing, more than any other number. Very bright, full of ideas. Need to use talents and self expression or they become very moody and depressive, can be very jealous. 

Life path 4 - A life of hard work and effort but they do provide for their family. Great at organizing and making things work. Must apply themselves to work and detail and not put off doing things and avoid letting arguments get out of hand. 

Life path 5 - A very varied and changeable life, they need freedom to achieve success. A life of travel, change and opportunity on all levels. Can mis-use their freedom or be lazy, can indulge in alcohol and or drugs, must avoid thoughtlessness. 

Life path 6 - They rise quickly to success and power but often need to make many adjustments in their life. Can be too dominating and try to avoid their responsibilities. They need to remember that perfection rarely exists. 

Life path 7 - Interesting and philosophical people who go their own way, seeking a peaceful sort of life. old, aloof, distant, sharp tongued, need to be more outgoing.

Life path 8 - A life of money, power and material gain, great potential for financial success. Need to avoid being overly obsessed with money and power. 

Life path 9 - Usually World travelers interested in helping other people, very understanding. They need to keep the emotions in balance or relationships will come under pressure.

Life path 11 - Highly intelligent, very intuitive and idealistic but capable of being extremely warm. The challenge is to not be overwhelmed by their gifts. Fears and phobias would be the downside of this number. They may also seem at times indecisive, impractical, nervous, and moody.  

Life path 22 - Highly intelligent with a universal outlook, capable of creating large projects that can change the world. Interested in all kind of subjects. They can be overwhelmed by their own potential, and fear of failure, they may at times seem dictatorial, insensitive, and overbearing. 

Life path 33 - Prominent talents in caregiving. His or her affection for all the living souls in this world is almost limitless. Because you are so giving you might have a tendency to become a slave to others and neglect your own needs in the process.

How many % in the world has the same life path as me?
Life Path 1 - 10%
Life Path 2 - 5%
Life Path 3 - 10%
Life Path 4 - 7%
Life Path 5 - 10%
Life Path 6 - 10%
Life Path 7 - 12%
Life Path 8 - 11%
Life Path 9 - 10%
Life Path 11 - 9%
Life Path 22 - 4%
Life Path 33 - 2%

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12x14 | The Raid

Charming idea. But if Mary had ever bothered to talk to her sons and find out all they’ve been through, she’d know that even in a world with no monsters Sam and Dean wouldn’t be able to live normal lives.