allisoinreynolds:

moodboards: alina starkov, the grisha trilogy.
i gasped as understanding flooded through me, and i felt that invisible grip falter. my power slid back into my hands. once more, i stood in baghra’s hut, calling the light for the first time, feeling it rush toward me, taking possession of what was rightfully mine. this was what i had been born for. i would never let anyone separate me from it again.