#rise again

[its-leethee]

4x07 // 7x04

Devastating parallel, yes; but I want to elaborate on that conversation in 4x07 between Claudia and Terry, because it exposes Claudia's fundamental misunderstanding of the nature of healthy loving relationships.

Claudia sees the plants moving because of Terry's magic, and the conclusion she jumps to is that he's controlling them. Given the coercive nature of dark magic, I'm not surprised that Claudia would think that. Terry corrects her misconception, explaining: "I have a very good relationship with plants. When I need something, I can depend on them."

It's a core theme of the show, love and trust; stronger together; we need each other.

Love and trust build a kind of strength that is much bigger than we each possess. To have that kind of strength, it's not enough to love someone. You have to trust them to share the burdens you carry.

This kind of reliance is something that Claudia struggles with, because when has Claudia ever been able to depend on others to respond to her needs?** Claudia knows, despite how desperately she needs someone, no matter how deeply she loves them, it doesn't mean they'll stay with her. It's a cruel truth that she learned when she was very young:

Biscuit had been the oldest of Barius’ collection of strays, all of them named after things in his kitchen, and Claudia’s favorite. It wasn’t fair that she’d died. She hadn’t even been that old. All her kittens still needed her, didn’t they?

For Claudia, love means never leaving. She doesn't can't won't trust that people who leave will come back to her, because she's been betrayed too many times before:

“Aaravos left me too, huh? Like dad and Soren, and my mo—" Claudia’s throat closed around the word. Lissa had left her years ago, but the space she had owned in Claudia’s heart remained. It was a dark place now, hard and hateful, its edges raw as a wound that had forgotten to heal.

She'll accept other's trust in her, but she won't reciprocate on it. She uses trust as a tool for control. Just like Aaravos. Just like dark magic.

And that's why her relationship with Terry failed the way it did.

Claudia used Terry's trust. To protect him? No. To control him. To protect herself.

Deep down, she's afraid that there's something wrong with her, that she keeps failing to keep the people she loves in her life because they can see--

I've been messing things up, and everyone's been angry with me. What if they're right? What if I'm... not good?

Would allowing herself to share this vulnerability have kept every one of her loved ones in her life? No, of course not; but in the end, love alone wasn't strong enough to keep him by her side.

**What about Aaravos? shhh This isn't about him--

--4x07 // 7x04 // 5x04 // Rise Again // 2x02 // Lost Child // 6x01 // Puzzle House // 3x07 // 6x08 // 7x01 // 7x09

[beautifulterriblequeen]

Wait you wrote some of the Dragon Prince's Reflections short stories? That's awesome, congratulations! What was that like and how much lore did the showrunners give you access to, or were you allowed to make your own additions to canon? 😃 Which ones did you work on if I can ask? Thanks!

Oop, this question came in while I was answering another one! I just went over which Reflections stories were my work here! tldr, most of the first volume and one in the second volume.

I worked with Devon on ideas to pitch, and then on crafting and polishing the ones that got approval. I only needed to know a little bit of lore from upcoming seasons in order to write the stories, but with the timeskip between S3 and S4, I necessarily had to know a few things, like "so it's been two years."

I did get a couple of references to look at, such as the design of the soul candle for "The Queen's Soul," since that was an asset they'd already created for the show. And I did get to watch an early version of the first episode of S4, for character/design/location/etc reasons. A picture is worth 1000 words, etc. But most of my stories were just little bubbles stuck on the side of the main plot bubble - as the Reflections series was originally pitched to be! It's full of treats and foreshadowy lil clues, but in the end it's just fun supplemental material for the extra nerdy to indulge in! So there was some freedom in pitching and writing, as long as it held to theme, and we had a lot of fun bringing these little moments to life.

Crackledrake is my favorite short story because I got to add the cute little ritual to Sunfire canon and created the lore behind it. It's inspired by the real-world tradition of snapdragon, so you can see I was super inventive with its TDP name there! I gave Janai and Amaya their own Xadian fruits and nuts, though, as they deserve. I can't say I did so with a straight face, though. My face was extremely gay about it, actually.

Rise Again was another of my pitches that got accepted, and writing it really helped me connect with Claudia in a way I hadn't before. I've felt differently about her ever since, and that wouldn't've happened if I hadn't gotten to spend time with her and give her Burnt Biscuit.

I think Changing of the Guard was already in the pitch lineup, but I was really excited to get to write for Soren and Corvus. I always enjoy when opposite personalities try to come together! I tried my best to add some angst into Corvus' backstory, but I had to trim it for length so he remains mysterious. But King Ezran's Belly Full of Jelly tart-eating contest is a thing I've put into the world, and I'm genuinely pleased with that. And then there's all the *waves Sorvus flag*. I just think they're neat! (and you're welcome)

[moresrush]

Something I drew because of my fic Rise Again, because apparently using words just was not enough.

[givreencres]

Snow falling on the ground

En (Kind of neutral feminine version)

Snow falling on the ground Umbra in the middle of the city Gaze lost in the distance Knees on the ground She waits, alone Facing her... her thoughts Facing her... her memories Facing her... a choice Snow falling on the ground Her clothes are covered in white She doesn't feel the cold tonight Only her breathing animates her body Her eyes... Her eyes... Oh, my God, her eyes... A whirlwind animated by flames dances in them What does she see? Snow falling on the ground Still motionless Her eyes flutter with despair, anger and hope Her battle is played out at this moment Jolts in her breath jolts in his shoulders Her body bends Her outstretched arms hold her Screaming (inaudible) Screaming (arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Howling (fuck) Snow falling on the ground Sobs? Tears? Shivers? Convulsions? No snow to cover her inexpressive face And her eyes... Her eyes... The despair is gone Anger and hope remain The face tenses Howling (inaudible) Screaming (arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Howling (fuck) Snow falling on the ground She rises, dashes forward And disappears Guided by her new determination

Fr (neutral version)

Snow falling on the ground

Ombre au milieu de la ville

Regard perdu dans le lointain

Genoux au sol

Elle attend, seule

Face à elle... ses pensées

Face à elle... ses souvenirs

Face à elle... un choix

Snow falling on the ground

Ses vêtements se recouvrent de blanc

Elle ne ressent pas le froid ce soir

Seule sa respiration anime son corps

Ses yeux…

Ses yeux…

Oh mon dieu ses yeux…

Un tourbillon animé par les flammes y danse

Que voit-elle ?

Snow falling on the ground

Toujours immobile

Ses yeux s'agitent habités par le désespoir, la colère et l'espoir

Sa bataille se joue à cet instant

Des secousses dans sa respiration

Des soubresauts dans ses épaules

Son corps qui se plie

Ses bras tendus la retiennent

Hurlement (inaudible)

Hurlement (arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Hurlement (fuck)

Snow falling on the ground

Des sanglots ?

Des larmes ?

Des frissons ?

Des convulsions ?

Aucune neige pour couvrir son visage inexpressif

Et ses yeux…

Ses yeux…

Le désespoir a disparu

Y reste colère et espoir

Le visage se tend

Hurlement (inaudible)

Hurlement (arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Hurlement (fuck)

Snow falling on the ground

Elle se relève

S’élance

Et disparaît

Guider par sa nouvelle détermination

© Givre Encres

[songsofwaves]

Apocalyptica feat. Simone Simons - Rise Again (live in London)

[black-arcana]

Apocalyptica ✻ Simone Simons ➤ Rise Again (Live in London)

[coconutgirlsgotasurfcrush]

DJ Sammy feat. Loona - Rise Again (Official Video)

[the-save-place-art]

Okay, one morning I sat down on my bed, wrapped up in blankets and watched the sunrise. It was a beautiul feeling. Then I got very angry and f***ed up, but surprisingly this came out at the exact same moment:

Apocalyptica did something to me last year. Turned me up... somehow. I love that feeling. They are with me at the exact and the most precise moments, exactly when I need them. They did it again. 

[artrsw]

Fall seven times, get up eight—that’s football. 🏈🔥 It’s not about how many times you get knocked down, it’s about how many times you rise. Click this link : https://tinyurl.com/5n8mk5dt

[freshdanks]

Breeze, Lost Witness - Rise Again (Sy & Unknown Remix) [Futureworld Reco...

[aangarchy]

Alright now this pissed me off

What do you MEAN you're going to remove one of the most important aspects of Sokka's character arc in the first season? What do you MEAN you're going to remove Sokka unlearning misogyny, accepting change and embracing his role as a fighter and protector of the Avatar in order to end the war? What do you MEAN???

[michelledeheus]

From the depths of rock bottom, I gather what’s left of me—dust and bruised dreams. In the quiet, I stitch myself back together, a mosaic of all the times I thought I’d never rise again. Slowly, steadily, I rebuild, knowing even flowers bloom from cracked earth.

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

The stewards of the old world are always keen to give you a glimpse of their might... According to legend, the ancients built specialized chambers to seal away false prophets.

The Arcane is waking up.

[whats-in-a-sentence]

The Term

William Carlos Williams

A rumpled sheet

of brown paper

about the length

and apparent bulk

of a man was

rolling with the

wind slowly over

and over in

the street as

a car drove down

upon it and

crushed it to

the ground. Unlike

a man it rose

again rolling

with the wind over

and over to be as

it was before.

"Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle... And Other Modern Verse" - compiled by Stephen Dunning, Edward Lueders, and Hugh Smith

[bunnyjesters]

sleepover

[failtosucceedlife-blog]

Embrace your worth in every challenge.