#“my dearest wish is that you'll know. these tender thoughts that only seem to grow...”

[romance-rambles]

listening to edge of dawn for the first time in a while and

and

and

like a red [white, technically] rose, seeking the sun—no matter where it goes

eden alkaid and eden lars

eden alkaid and eden lars

EDEN ALKAID AND EDEN LARS

and then.

and then

i long to stay, where the light dwells, to guard against the cold that i know so well

this is eden alkaid and mc

[bi-leth-eisner]

rain season over here is always the end of June to the beginning of July, because there's still an abundance of snow during April. anyways. seeing the grey skies and dead, damp grass always reminds me of the first time i opened Three Houses and heard The Edge of Dawn for the first time, immediately going to youtube to listen to more of it. god i love this game

[lyricsiamgoingcrazy]

As joy surrounds, comfort abounds

And I can feel I’m breaking free

For just this moment lost in time

I am finally me

[Freedom]

I look to you

Like a red rose

Seeking the Sun

No matter where it goes

I long to stay

Where the light dwells

To guard against the cold

That I know so well

[My dearest, my salvation]

As the rain falls on the path

I chase your shadow

[Longing. So much longing]

My dearest wish is that you'll know

These tender thoughts that only seem to grow

Open the door

And walk away

Never give in

To the call of yesterday

[Please, be mine]

Reach for my hand

I'll soar away

Into the dawn

Oh, I wish I could stay

Here in cherished halls

In peaceful days

I fear the edge of dawn

Knowing time betrays

[nicholasdsutton]

@philippaed

amongst a dozen letters addressed to philippa, lays a note in nicholas' hand; he hopes, that the font would attract her immediately. 

Dearest Pippa -

It does occur to me to inquire what you have been doing with yourself in my absence - I daresay you have been as happy and as busy as ourselves on our honeymoon. As to the King; he is so sought after, engaged, that one will fear he will grow evermore conceited. Like a good sister, Mary seems keen to keep him down - no flattery does he get from her. And yet, William is a fine man - the Dowager's maternal heart must dance, at the sight of him. A certain petrifying influence surrounds the Spanish; Mary being a cold, callous epicure of all things. She is all that is famed of her late mother - she is useless as far as the communication of knowledge, but strict surveillance and observance of religious practices, she is invaluable. I find myself part of a strange, frolicsome and busy little world - I should not find anything as striking or brilliant, as my the part of my heart which remains at his majesty's court. 

  I sit down, take quill and paper because I love you, and have much to say to you; in all I write, I am tender and true. Be gentle to me, Pippa; be pitying, be a woman - imagine this poor face, and relent. You know I am your husband and friend - I love you in even your wrath, with a passion beyond any realm of what I have ever felt. Your reply will be my last comfort in a strait of loneliness; I have long accepted part is to please another. My delight is to feed my ravenous sentiments of love for you. Our detractors pronounce you a most villainous little she-hypocrite; but it is I who am a mere despotic little creature, and you, a lady of high honour. With the full benefit of your light, I allow you to think of me as more in the dark than I really am. I miss you in every waking moment; I pray for the angel of sleep to take hold, and offer me the only relief viable for a love-sick fool. The very thought of neglecting you so pierces my heart that I might cry. Life is said to be a disappointment; but towards me, I hope you shall never harbour such a notion. I have written three times - subduing my romantic phrases at every rescript. You have yet to deride my dramatic demonstrations; but I wish for my letter to only worry your features in a warm smile. 

Write to me and offer me refuge from this Tudor clique I cannot evade- write to me and affirm that you love me, that you'll have me when I return. I know it is tiresome to reaffirm affections time and time again - how has Nick, despite all his simpleness, not taken my word to heart? It is not you who I am in doubt of; it worries me that I am not a man made in the shape of someone who will be loved.

devotedly and with deep admiration, yours

nicholas 

[nm-mattuz]

I like how my mix goes from lyrics like "my dearest wish is that you'll know these tender thoughts that only seem to grow, they are like snow melting away, yet seeking warmth if only for a day" to lyrics like "this might seem wrong but this is a mean song crushed like King-Kong just like ping-pong back and forth I spit knowl' and toss it's time to floss my verbal affirmation is to always go off"

[patricia-von-arundel]

My dearest wish

Is that you'll know

These tender thoughts

That only seem to grow

They are as snow

Melting away

Yet seeking your warmth

If only for a day...

[theoretical-tactician]

The new lyrics in the Edge of Dawn Full Opening 😭 "My dearest wish is that you'll know these tender thoughts that only seem to grow. Pale as snow, melting away, yet seeking your warmth if only for a day"