I thought the same thing. Becaus interdimensional portals don't just open in another world. It can be open in diferent times, ex: Emma and Julian crossing the portal to Thule moments after Annabel and Ash, but arriving years later. Faerie in itself seems interdimensional. Time dosent flow like anywhere else. What if it's not the land speeding up but the distance between worlds?
What if I told you TLH doesn’t happen in the past and it’s happening around the same time as TDA?
Let me explain. In COG Cordelia saw a “view of dead ground and broken trees, and a red moon rising”. The desert, the mention of a red moon, is literally a description of Thule. I couldn’t understand how it was possible if Thule and our dimension split during the dark war, way after TLH.
But what if TLH isn’t happening in our dimension but another one exaclty the same as our own, except is 1903. Maybe time passes slower, so it’s identical but with different times.
And the Avenger Assemblence Cassandra Clare talked about, with the characters of the shadowhunter chronicals in TWP (And has confirmed they aren’t ghost), is possible because they travel from their dimension to ours, like Emma and Julian did.
Just a thought
The amount of Chaotic Gay Energy in this book is going to kill me.
When your weird obssession has become apparent to everyone but you just don't c are because this is so FREAKING AWESOME!!!! Thank you!!😁😁
A Hope x Landon board I made and am dedicating to @booklover-sleeplover who I’ve noticed has liked a lot of my post and also has a really cool blog and loves Handon.
fight like a girl
8.3.2020
“Here’s a question for your soul; How many times can a broken thing break? And the Gods whispered: Let’s see, shall we?”
— Nikita Gill
This made me cry
the waterloo letters: an excerpt
if i could spread it out on my desk, i’d find the corner of your mouth where it pinches with my fingers, and i’d smooth it away and you’d be marked with the names of saints like all the old maps. i got the nomenclature now - saint’s names belong to miracles.
give yourself away sometimes, sweetheart. there’s so much of you.
fucking yrs,
a
“- Don’t look at me like that. - Like what? - Like I’m your everything. - I don’t know how else to look at you.”
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“I don’t know which one aches more, the soft-epilogue or the harsh prologue”
— thoughts #245 | r.m
This is the way the world ends
Not with a Bang, but with a OMGGGGG
Until Forever Ends
Family is… Always and forever.
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