Unless I have a plan to go outside, my weekend is usually a list of mundane chores. And somehow, along the way, ironing clothes has transformed into a precious stolen ME-time. I would play the latest chapter of my favorite audiobook and let myself being swept into a magical land for a few hours.

A world of lonely assassin and an even lonelier prince.
A world of serpent, dragon, and talking ship.
A world in which people talked and debated about gender equality, slavery, healthy relationship, and fate vs. free will behind its pretty and unassuming fantasy package.

My Sunday is perfect.

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February 💕

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