I was burning through books every day - stories about people and places I'd never heard of. They were perhaps the only thing that kept me from teetering into utter despair.

It had filled my time - given me quiet, steadfast company with those characters, who did not exist and never would, but somehow made me feel less ... alone.

Tomei o hábito de ficar em uma das pequenas salas que davam para as montanhas, e quase lera um livro inteiro na poltrona de estofado macio, prosseguindo devagar enquanto aprendia novas palavras Mas aquilo preenchera meu tempo - me dera a companhia silenciosa e constante daqueles personagens, os quais não existiam, mas de alguma forma, me faziam sentir menos... sozinha.

I’d taken to situating myself in one of the little lounges overlooking the mountains, and had almost read an entire book in the deep-cushioned armchair, going slowly as I learned new words. But it has filled my time - given me quiet, steadfast company with those characters, who did not exist and never would, but somehow made me feel less … alone.

Tal vez el mundo nunca sería perfecto, tal vez algunas cosas nunca estarían bien, pero tal vez ella tenía una oportunidad de encontrar su propia clase de paz y libertad.

Celaena era fuego y oscuridad, era polvo, sangre y sombra.