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// Relocated - over at @vendettavalor now!! If you want to keep our threads, pls reach out to me over there

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// if you can see this post, pls let me know. I still havenmt heard anything from @support about my shadowban and at this point, im probably just gonna remake……. Again

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// Two tickets in and I still haven’t heard anything from support, I stg if I have to remake again 😭

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// as soon as I get this shadowban situation sorted out, I’m rebranding the blog again, fuck it-

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// update: did anyone else lose mobile message too???

// am I finally losing it, or did the mobile update just nuke a button from the bottom? Was is the tumblr live thing? Did they finally put that garbage up?

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The Light Fury chitters and seems to nod. In dragon terms, her home was considered to be on the edge of the hidden world. Only a small ocean separated her nest from the waterfall that bridged her world and her Rider's.

She trots around the place as if giving a tour, showing Mari one of the trees that has five sets of claw marks and chirping on and pointing with her nose to convey how she used to live here with her parents and two siblings. The older dragons had long retired to the warmer heart of the world, and her siblings had families of their own in other places. Now it was just her. Something in the bushes catches her eye and she dives in, only to emerge with a long bone worn thin with teeth marks in some places. She eagerly gnaws on it before presenting to Mari. Her favorite thing to chew growing up.

Everywhere she goes, she paws at the ground as if checking the integrity of the shoreline. Occasionally, she uses her tail to dust off clusters of rock or logs she's dragged about and softened with plucked leaves and clumps of foliage. Trying to make it as comfortable as possible for her guests it seems.

She croons to Ratha, seeming a little saddened by the thought. Still, she lowers her head in understanding. He has spent his entire life on the surface, traversing the wilds above and bonding with his rider as they protected the creatures that live up there. 'I understand.' Truth be told, she doesn't want to leave the others behind either. And carrying them such a long way would be a difficult, if not impossible task. She looks back up at the Rathalos, pupils dilating in the dragon equivalent of a smile. 'I'll go back with you.'

Because as much as she loves the hidden world, she knows that her home is where her family is.

'...After we warm up a bit. It's still cold up there.'

"THIS PLACE IS . . . HOW DO I DESCRIBE IT?" She heard Kyle speak, awestruck and taken aback by the chasm which seemed to stretch on for forever.

"I've never seen, nor heard of a place like this." Tsukino agrees, mystified.

To Mari, it was vaguely reminiscent of the crystal caverns of Terga, but at least twenty times more breathtaking. Not to mention, instead of the unease and the tension that radiated from her and her party in the search for the Nergigante, she was at peace. The magnificent colors and strange structures enraptured her in her wonderment, so much so that the teen almost forgot about everyone else around her.

A croon from Lala draws her back to reality. Mari blinks away her mystique and follows the dragon's trajectory with her gaze to a nest, sheltered by fruiting bushes and glowing crystals.

Speechless, she and the others follow. "Is this where you were grew up, girl?" It had to be. Lalune traced this territory with such familiarity and excitement. It was like she was giving them a grand tour of her home. Hard to believe, that those crystal tunnels they had explored all those weeks back had been only the beginning!

Though, it saddens Mari to see the nest is devoid of anything but branches and fruits. She wondered, was the light fury lonely? Perhaps, or perhaps not. She wondered if Lala herself had raised a brood of her own within the confines of her den, or if she was still young and curious herself. So many questions that would go unanswered.

Ratha is hesitant, however. He stands a comfortable distance from the nest, eyes squeezing gently in understanding. He can tell that Lalune is glowing. That she wanted to share her home with them. If he could, he'd gladly welcome this place into his life.

'Home will always be home.' He rumbles gently. This place will always be Lalune's, as Hakolo is to him. 'You have yours. We have ours. Ours we must protect.'

He did not want to dishearten her, but he knows they cannot stay for long. Half of their family dwells beyond the sea, unable to reach this world. And their duty was to the world above.

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"What? Oh-" Alfie held up her gauntlet and pointed to it with a raised brow. The gem in the center of her palm has ceased glowing and is securely hidden behind two sliding plates of metal. She snickered. "This? Like I said - years of practice. You spend enough time in the wilds you begin to learn their secrets. The language of plants, the whispers of the wind, and more magic than you can fit in any spell book."

Alfie stands back up and dusts off her own knees, watching as the roots slowly begin to settle back into their original places sans-Mari. "I'd teach you, but it's a secret." She snickered, winking at her companion. "And also, I've barely got a grip on my own abilities. Still learning. Just be glad that the tree didn't decide to uproot itself and walk away with you."

And just like that, she turns and continues on. She makes her way up a set of rocks and uses them the hop up onto some low-hanging tree branches, and runs along making her way back up into the canopy without a care in the world. "Come on, Mari! Let's go again!"

@rathalascendant said: “Yeah. Maaaaybe I’m not cut out for the forest traversing stuff.�� She looks pathetic, having gotten caught between the snaking roots of a tree that she had foolishly tried to slip through while trying to keep up with Alfinnea. “Also could I get a hand—“

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"Don't sweat it too much, Mare! These things take practice!"

That was easy for her to say. Alfie made jumping off a high tree branch and catching a vine to swing around on look easy. Leather grips slid down smoothly along the length of the thick tendril, legs swinging out to keep her balance so evenly that it looked like she was floating down as the dangling perch swung round and round a tree trunk. As it wrapped around the tree, the gradual tightening motion slowed her descent enough that she eventually let go and landed in a roll on a smooth plateau of rocks near her companion. Rising into a crouch, she offered an encouraging smile.

"That turned out better than the last few times, minus the uh... the root-trap. Don't worry, I'll get ya outta there!" She chuckled, moving over to help Mari. The thick, sturdy grip of the roots reaching deep into the soil made pushing them apart by force nearly impossible. After a moment of trying, Alfie realized that the venture would have been fruitless. But the determined look on her face said she wasn't giving up that easily. No, she had a plan.

The wildun' stepped back and crouched again. She held up one of her palms to the snake-like roots. Unlike her left glove which was comprised of soft, grippy leather, her right hand donned a metal gauntlet with pair of shifting sheaths. As they split open in a fashion not unlike the holder of the kinship stone on Mari's wrist, it revealed a crystal set in the center of her gauntlet's palm. She closed her eyes briefly, concentrating on the plant that held her friend. The gem began to glow a vibrant green color, its light shining on the roots, and a cascade of similarly-colored runes began to blossom and spread along the root system. The runes seemed to trigger some sort of response from the plant, causing the roots to shift and begin to loosen and retract, setting the other Rider free.

As soon as the roots had retreated completely, Alfie set a hand on the trunk of the tree, crystal hidden once more as she opened her eyes and nodded her head in thanks to the plant. Then, she turned to Mari with a cheeky grin. "Not givin' up just yet, are ya?"

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She makes a sound like a sneeze, indicating her agreement, and grips him tighter. She's not used to carrying a squirming human like this, but she's doing her best to ensure that she doesn't drop him. His reassurance is appreciated if the soft coo she lets out is anything to go by.

Then she moves. Her tail swings out behind her and she pushes herself forward in a sharp left swing, narrowly avoiding the Deathgripper that dives at her from behind and crashes into the wall in her wake. The tunnel is long and dark, and she can just barely make out the glinting silhouettes of iron cages illuminated by dim lanterns. The dragons within are weak, looking up just enough to watch her soar past. She feels terrible for leaving them behind if the whine she lets out is anything to go by. She wishes she could save them and fly off with them too. But she can't.

And she's no use to them if she gets caught again too.

At Hiccup's signal, she takes a much more measured swing to the right, wings fanning out for a moment before she tucks them close to her sides to dive through the much narrower gap in the rocks. A workshop. More brightly illuminated to reveal the forge and the chains he'd been making. She shivered as her tail grazed the cold iron of the ones hanging above. Thankfully, it was a shorter tunnel, and as soon as she exited it, her wings spread out to push her up again to continue on.

She followed Hiccup's directions to the letter, only easing as the sound of the Deathgripper's grew the slightest bit fainter. They were creating some distance it seemed. And the ocean was growing closer and closer with each navigation. Still, she would not be comforted until they were out and far away from this place.

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The chief scrambled to grip onto the dragon as best as he could. Holding onto her leg and paw for dear life as she took off with him in her claws. It has been quite a while since he had been carried this way as he looked up towards the dragon carrying him. He dangled dangerously below the dragon as he looked around. Trying to gain the upper hand in remembering in getting through Grimmel's tower..

His gaze drawn back as he hears the dragons coming. Which meant that Grimmel wasn't far behind if not laying in wait for them.

"It's okay. I remember the way." He tells her gently as she pulls him closer to her. Getting a better grip on her as he smiles gently. Trying to reassure her they were going to be okay. "Whatever one of your legs I tap you go that way okay?" That way they could be a bit more quieter while escaping. It was how he and Toothless too got out of many situations similar to this together.

"Alright we got this together." He gently rubs her leg to send a little reassurance they were going to be getting out in one piece. Carefully he tapped her left leg. While it had been right when he came in, the calculated time to map the place to the doors they came in were reversed.

As soon as they went down one path he tapped her right leg, and so on to continue this bond of trust. To get them out as the scent of the ocean got stronger and stronger as they passed each passage out. Hiccup's legs well tucked under him so he didn't hit into anything as he dangled.

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If the Fury senses her hand, he does not acknowledge it. He remains calm and still, heaving breaths through his nostrils, anxiously awaiting the final blow that will never come. After a moment of feeling no cold iron strike his scales, he peers through his eyelids at the sound of another dragon. All of his attention turns to the Light Fury, and he almost looks surprised to see her so close to the Rider. No teeth bared, no snarling.

It jolts at the sudden contact and lets out a low warning growl. Eyes flicker to the sight of the knife, fixated on the gleam of light bouncing off the edge of the blade. It knows what it is. It growls deeper as it's brought close, shifting slightly to try and keep as much space between himself and the knife as possible. Pupils narrow to slits as he feels the tightness of his bindings loosening and falling slack. Every fallen binding brings another twitch of aching muscles, another subtle shift of his limbs.

And more anxiety from the Light Fury.

She watches, slowly stepping closer and paying close attention to the body language of the downed dragon. He's growing restless. He's uneasy. Defensive. And as she studies him, she realizes that his tail is different from hers. He is missing one of his tail fins. He has been downed, permanently. And a downed dragon is a dead dragon. She croons to try and warn Mari. There is no telling of what he might do when he is freed.

For he is more wild than she is at this point.

SHE FEELS IT. THE DEAD SENSE OF HOPELESSNESS. The acceptance of fate, and the anticipation of the inevitable. Death was inevitable, but it would not come for him today—not under her watch. With steady caution the rider had slowly crept up, a hand outstretched to test the dragon's patience and hopefully coax him. She knows its just as risky freeing him as it is leaving him to rot; at any moment a beast might turn and give one last fighting chance, and strike out of fear and self-defense.

He need not worry, but it's still a possibility.

The soft croon of her companion briefly draws her gaze back to her. Lala was nearby, uneasy, as if she could sense an unforeseen threat—not coming from her jet black counterpart still restrained in the clearing, mind you. Mari wants to acknowledge it, but she cannot ignore the creature on the ground. If there was a trap that had been set, then they had already stepped in it.

She'd rather she be the one caught than her light fury. "Easy . . . I'm not gonna hurt ya . . ." Before she even reaches her dagger, Mari instead rests a gentle hand on the side of the fury, brushing it along scales in an effort to reassure. Then with another hand she draws her cutting knife, and begins to pull and slice at the ropes restraining him.

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The Rescue

⚔️ For @rathalascendant 's Mari! ⚔️

Grimmel has amassed a frightening display.

From a rack on his desk hang several rows of specially-made iron darts, their viewports practically glowing from the vibrant concoction of toxins he's so meticulously filled each vial within with. They dangle loosely from their hanging ends, their iron holsters gleaming in the dim glow of the forge. He's left them perfectly within Mari's view to taunt her with the horrifying imagining of what's to come. What he intends to do with them.

Suddenly, they shiver. There's an almost musical chime that comes from the iron chassis knocking against one another as they begin to tremble, then rattle, then swing in time with the distant, muffled sound of something knocking against the stone walls of this death camp. The calls of beasts in the cages outside grow louder, wilder. Grimmel pushes himself from his desk and pauses to listen. Beside him, Deathgrippers rise from their slumber and begin to hiss and rattle their tails dangerously. He gives a sharp whistle, sending two of them forth to investigate, then turns to Mari.

"It would seem that the time has finally come."

His grin is frightening as he turns to don his armor. Slowly, deliberately, he takes his time strapping on each and every piece. Then turns his attention to the crossbow he's been so diligently fine-tuning and adjusting in preparation for this encounter. One by one, he draws the darts and carefully tucks them into the delicate loops at his belt, saving the last so it may rest comfortably in the retention port of his weapon. His preparation is completed just in time as a deep, bellowing roar shakes the workshop and sends the rack from earlier clanging to the ground.

In the distance, a war cry.

"YOU'RE OUTMATCHED, MATCHSTICK! LET MARI OUT NOW!"

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Hi V,

I saw your promo and I'd be interested in maybe writing with some of your Star Wars muses, but looking through your rules I see that's on your 'extra selective' list.

What's your view on a new follower coming in interested in those muses? Are you comfortable with that or would you rather talk about it first, or that I didn't?

Also I've been through the rules a few times and I can't spot the password - is it still there or am I just missing it? I'll go look again if need be XD!

Thanks :)

// Howdy! First off, thank you for asking, I really appreciate the consideration!

// To answer your question, it depends on the specific fandom. There are some fandoms that I’ve had really bad experiences with in the past or I’ve witnessed stuff that makes me leery about engaging with it due to the reputation of its fans. (I.e., R.esident E.vil, M.andela C.atalogue, S.CP Foundation, etc.) For S.tar W.ars, I’m a little more lenient. I’m leery of the greater fanbase, but I’m open to plotting with new followers if I look over their blog and think we’ll vibe. And I think we’ll vibe. :3

// As for the password, it is still there! It’s towards the end of the rules page. You don’t have to send it in if you can’t find it - I trust that you read the rules, and I appreciate you looking for it all the same! ❤️

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// am I finally losing it, or did the mobile update just nuke a button from the bottom? Was is the tumblr live thing? Did they finally put that garbage up?

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asoiaf: sword of storms starters

❝ why would the stars want to look down on one such as me? ❞ ❝ sometimes i think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. maybe pretending is how you get brave. ❞ ❝ come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. something. ❞ ❝ some battles are not won with swords and spears, others with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ old stories are like old friends. you have to visit them from time to time. ❞ ❝ still, night falls for all of us in the end, and too soon for some. ❞ ❝ and i tell you truly, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to you as me. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ nothing will happen to you. nothing. i could not stand it. ❞ ❝ in such troubled times, it is hard to know friend from foe. ❞ ❝ you hide behind courtesy as if it were a castle wall. ❞ ❝ why do i enrage you so? i’ve never done you harm that i know of. ❞ ❝ it seems to me that a ruler who trusts no one is as foolish as a ruler who trusts everyone. ❞ ❝ love’s not always wise, i’ve learned. it can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts…wherever they take us. ❞ ❝ only lies offend me, never honest counsel. ❞ ❝ it was never my wish to sow enmity between us. ❞ ❝ best you were taken to your bed for a long resting, until you are stronger. ❞ ❝ even brave men blind themselves sometimes, when they are afraid to see. ❞ ❝ no harm will come to you, you have my word on that. ❞ ❝ the worst is behind us. don’t be frightened. ❞ ❝ silence. have you forgotten who i am? ❞ ❝ there is something we must speak of. will you walk with me? ❞ ❝ you shall rise again, i am sure. a man like you. ❞ ❝ i am not a cruel man. you know me. ❞ ❝ the world grows a little darker every day. ❞ ❝ i have need of good counsel, and you never gave me less. ❞ ❝ you are a treacherous old rogue, but a good friend all the same. ❞ ❝ madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. ❞ ❝ if you love me all so much, why are you still dressed? ❞ ❝ you’re mine. mine, as i’m yours. ❞ ❝ wars need not be fought until the last drop of blood. ❞ ❝ one voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found. ❞ ❝ when it comes to battle, discipline beats valour every time. ❞ ❝ sometimes the best thing you can do is nothing. ❞ ❝ it is too late for ifs, and too late for rescues. all that remains is vengeance. ❞ ❝ only blood can pay for blood. ❞ ❝ why do you hesitate? kill him, and be done. ❞ ❝ i will fall into those eyes and drown. ❞ ❝ harsh justice is still justice. ❞ ❝ i am cleverer than most, surely wits count for something. ❞ ❝ there’s a storm coming. a bad one. ❞ ❝ men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them. ❞ ❝ the greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ all these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers. ❞ ❝ you were made to be kissed, often and well. ❞ ❝ i walk alone with no true companion but tears. ❞ ❝ there is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ here you are my guest, and safe from harm at my hands…this night, at least. ❞ ❝ i love the smell of you. i love your hair. i love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. ❞ ❝ i am alive, and drunk on sunlight. ❞ ❝ we look up at the same stars and see such different things. ❞ ❝ let them kill me. so long as i die fighting, a blade in hand. ❞ ❝ they are still behind us. they are taking us one by one. ❞ ❝ cry if you must. in your place, i would likely rip my hair out. ❞ ❝ would you wake me, please? i’m having this terrible nightmare. ❞ ❝ i know what it is like to love so greatly you can think of nothing else. ❞ ❝ if truth be told, i’m bored with your company. ❞ ❝ i am tired of fighting you. what say we make a truce? ❞ ❝ no man grows rich by kindness. ❞ ❝ it is well you did not lie to me. i would have known. ❞ ❝ the blood of my enemies i will shed gladly. the blood of innocents is another matter. ❞ ❝ i do not know who you are, and it may be that’s for the best. someone important, i fear. ❞ ❝ is every word you say a lie? ❞ ❝ why should i tell you my name? you haven’t told me yours. ❞ ❝ you are weak as a child, and no warrior. ❞ ❝ if i look back i am lost. ❞ ❝ if you lie to me, i will have your tongue. ❞ ❝ you’ve grown more amusing since last we met. ❞ ❝ i wonder if i might have a few private words? ❞ ❝ i dreamed a dream, no more. go back to sleep. ❞ ❝ this is a bad place, is it not? a dark place, and foul. ❞ ❝ i did not intend to give offence. forgive me. ❞ ❝ you have never feared to speak the truth, why do you lie to yourself? ❞ ❝ the music’s still playing. might i have this dance? ❞ ❝ your eyes give the lie to your tongue. ❞ ❝ let me go now. for our friendship, wish me luck and let me go ❞ ❝ a wise man never makes an enemy of a king. ❞ ❝ this must be our last time together. the danger is too great. ❞ ❝ some day try thinking before you speak. ❞ ❝ i have a dragon’s temper, that’s all. you must not let it frighten you. ❞ ❝ you must not be saying such things, even in jest. ❞ ❝ what we want is not always what we get. ❞ ❝ put up that sword now, unless you want to be hurt. ❞ ❝ sometimes a man knows more than he says. ❞ ❝ when i don’t fancy a man’s eyes, i put an arrow through one. ❞ ❝ my heart is full of doubts. ❞ ❝ in times like this, we must make do as best we can. ❞ ❝ i never dreamed how quick the sweet would turn to sour. ❞ ❝ my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. ❞ ❝ the stink of death is fresh on you. ❞ ❝ you have repaid betrayal with betrayal, let it end. ❞ ❝ the higher the man climbs the farther he has to fall. ❞ ❝ i was hoping one look at this sweet face of mine would be enough to persuade you all of my innocence. ❞ ❝ after all the storms we’ve suffered, you should trust me better. ❞ ❝ you can kill your enemies, but can you rule your friends? ❞ ❝ could there be honor in a lie, if it were told for a good purpose? ❞ ❝ i am the monster they all say i am. ❞ ❝ pray excuse me, i need to hit someone very hard with a sword. ❞ ❝ you did your best to kill me. perhaps i ought to return the favor. ❞ ❝ you do, don’t you? you take me for a fool. ❞ ❝ we’re all just songs in the end, if we’re lucky. ❞ ❝ there is a long league’s worth of difference between wilful and stupid. ❞ ❝ you…a man like you brings blood with him. ❞ ❝ when did i make so many enemies? ❞ ❝ i must be strong. if i despair, my grief will consume me. ❞ ❝ give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths. ❞ ❝ i know what it is to be betrayed by men you trusted. ❞ ❝ all my victories turn to dross in my hands. ❞ ❝ it is a pleasure to look on you again, even in such trying times. ❞ ❝ are you scared? have you lost your belly for fighting? ❞ ❝ you were so long, i feared something had gone amiss. ❞ ❝ any man who must say ‘i am king’ is no true king at all. ❞ ❝ always keep your foes confused. if they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. ❞ ❝ small men curse what they cannot understand. ❞ ❝ if you’re lying to me again, you won’t be leaving here alive. ❞ ❝ it all goes back and back to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us. ❞ ❝ when you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him. ❞ ❝ a pure world. i do not belong here. ❞ ❝ you make me sorry that i am not the monster you would have me be. ❞ ❝ i crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. don’t tell me to leave. ❞ ❝ my big mouth will be the death of me, i swear it. ❞ ❝ we have suffered much, and there is more peril and more grief ahead. ❞ ❝ i…i suppose i earned that. ❞ ❝ begging for help never gets you any. ❞ ❝ you’re not made to lie. you blush and squeak and stammer. ❞ ❝ one day you must tell me all. the good and the bad. ❞ ❝ and there is stands, miserable as it is. my ancestral home. ❞ ❝ whatever i do, all i make is death and horror. ❞ ❝ it is safer to walk in darkness here. there are things you would not wish to see. ❞ ❝ you have a certain cunning, but the plain truth is you talk too much. ❞ ❝ that might have hurt me once, when i still felt pain. ❞ ❝ we will fight a battle, and then we will rest. alive or dead, we’ll rest. ❞ ❝ every man must die. but first he must live. ❞ ❝ all night i have been making songs for you in my head. ❞ ❝ my blood, my body, my songs, you own them all. ❞ ❝ if you lie i’ll punch your face. ❞ ❝ what a fight that was, and what a foe. ❞ ❝ be quiet. i will tell you when you can speak. ❞ ❝ forgive me. you have to forgive me. ❞ ❝ never lie to me. never betray me. ❞ ❝ there are two sorts of people. the players and the pieces. ❞ ❝ the only thing i value less than my life right now is yours. ❞ ❝ perhaps i should leave you here to rot if you’re going to be so discourteous. ❞ ❝ i hadn’t forgotten, though i hoped you had. ❞ ❝ i can still bite and kick. i’ll die with the taste of blood in my mouth, that’s something. ❞ ❝ you bray like an ass, and make no more sense. ❞ ❝ you do not belong here. this is not your place. ❞ ❝ i’m not going back to sleep. my head is all a tumult. ❞ ❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ ❝ it does not matter how brave or brilliant a man is, if his commands cannot be heard. ❞ ❝ a man who fears battle wins no victories. ❞ ❝ you’re not half bad with a sword, but you’re not good enough to take on two hundred men by yourself. ❞ ❝ that is a good color on you. it goes well with your eyes. ❞ ❝ if blood is what you wish, then let it flow. ❞ ❝ i liked you well enough…but i never trusted you. a man needs to earn my trust. ❞ ❝ it is good to see you know who i am. ❞ ❝ i have told you no lies. yet there have been truths i have withheld. ❞ ❝ pardon me if i do not weep for you. ❞ ❝ you’ll find nothing here but death. ❞ ❝ don’t…don’t talk like this. you’re scaring me. ❞ ❝ you must be very brave or very stupid. ❞ ❝ i gave you the truth. you owe me the same. ❞ ❝ that loose tongue of yours will be your undoing. ❞ ❝ i must have fire in my eyes when i face them, not tears. ❞ ❝ it will take more than an arrow to kill you. ❞ ❝ the sound’s inside, it’s in here with us, and it’s getting louder. ❞ ❝ see? we know each other too well. ❞ ❝ you meddle in matters you do not understand. ❞ ❝ i have no luck. i have never had any bloody luck. ❞ ❝ do all gods feel so lonely? ❞ ❝ you are strangely quiet. how do you feel, i wonder? ❞ ❝ stop trying to think up ways to kill me. none of it will do you any bit of good. ❞ ❝ all you need to do is take my hand, come on. ❞ ❝ we’re together, just as you’ve always wanted, just as we’ve always planned. ❞ ❝ wars are won with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ if only i had my sword, nothing could harm me. ❞ ❝ a valiant deed unsung is no less valiant. ❞ ❝ there are wolves in these woods, and worse things. ❞ ❝ say nothing of what we’ve discussed here today. to anyone. ❞ ❝ you’d best go. you’re making me angry. ❞ ❝ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞ ❝ an ill-omened name. i have asked you not to use it. ❞ ❝ you cannot hide from me. come closer, now. ❞ ❝ there’s no cause for all these tears. ❞ ❝ it is good that you have woken, but you must give yourself time to heal. ❞ ❝ there is no honor in hiding and sneaking. ❞ ❝ come with me. we have to get away from here, and now. ❞ ❝ kings are falling like leaves this autumn. ❞ ❝ you don’t know half as much as you think you do. ❞ ❝ you seem so sombre. is aught amiss? 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// every once in a while I get the urge to redo my tagging system completely but then I remember that Tumblr’s system is so unbelievably fucked that there’s no point in it bc I’ll never be able to reliable find things anyway

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// Going to be going through new entries into my interest tracker and reaching out to people!