Immortal strength-more a curse than a gift. I'd dented and folded every piece of silverware I'd touched for three days upon returning here, had tripped over my longer, faster legs so often that Alis had removed any irreplaceable valuables from my rooms {she'd been particularly grumpy about me knocking over a table with an eight-hundred-year-old vase}, and had shattered not one, not two, but five glass doors merely by accidentally closing them too hard. Sighing
( Sarah J. Maas )
[ A Court of Mist and Fury ]
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