@seraphicwept: “ i can’t be angry. i’m too tired. i just want it to be over. ” also tseng
For a split moment, it sounds like defeat. She knows better to accept it as just that, often pondering who will ever truly win this supposed victory? Quiet && still, her form hangs among the coolness of the wall allowing it to cradle her back. “Dead ends really frustrate you, huh?” the tell end of that familiar smirk, it comes crawling back. Her stature leans over, light comes filtering through the dark alleys as patterns on the cemented floor give way to the one who escaped. How amusing, she knows that this particular way there is only a dead end. That’s how it always felt when Sayuri was running, endlessly laughing && leading to nowhere, the patter of bare feet echoing in her mind. A heartbeat that refused to die out, louder than thunder that now has become silenced - she wonders if their key piece feels that same emotion? Constantly trying to survive in a place that was meant for no one.
“Told you, we should have been meaner” a jest made with a straight face, she would handle it in due time but not now. Instead, this was a breath of air that was sorely lacking, a chance to regroup && steady her mind before striking. It feels off, she can sense it but says nothing. Hands that are placed in front of her lap, the fabric of her suit underneath the grasp that is rigid && still. Shoulders that never drop, not even when she must relax or balance each breath. Then it is there, manifesting in eyes that illuminate, even amidst the dimness they can be seen.
You alright? It is perfectly perched on her tongue but she swallows it, sharp && acidic going down her throat a little too tight. It was a preference to work alone, she was well equipped to handle more solo assignments but the task was too grand for just her touch. Always riddled with concern, that was why she enjoyed the solitude even in youth where she’d insist - let her handle this, she has it! Some things never change. The conflict that pulls upon her, to remain discreet while the other screams for familiarity.
What she gave up in order to set forth in this life, it was strange && hollow being this wraith. Footfall, she can hear it echoing, eyes that narrow look upward as her movements are swift but then she becomes at ease. “It’s not worth it, they’ll lie to us anyway - already tried” amusement finds home in each word, exasperation coming next. Sayuri knows all too well, lips that are sealed tight while others will happily sing for the right price. Those are the ones that annoy her to no end, but it is the way of life down below. “Let’s catch a drink” it comes so suddenly, there is no time to stop it as she sees no point in pursuing the chase.
There are other methods, all she is well versed for && plan accordingly - not now. This is her own subtle way of conveying what he speaks worries her, a chance to be subtle yet direct, never once vocalizing the sincerity of her curiosity. She does not wait, instead the graceful form moves forward - that is all they can do. Despite the exhaustion or the anguish, she holds the belief dawn’s light will see them forth. It’s ideal, optimistic, wasn’t it what carried the naivety of the pure heart that once pounded so rapidly? Sunlight that cascades against the richest of black, it feels foreign upon her skin but welcoming. Her head cocking to the side, always deceitful && concealing half of herself but for a moment there is a glimmer of something genuine. Friendliness, warmth that has not completely hardened to the ways of the world just yet. It is denied but still blooming deep, preciously guarded for those who elicit such a flame.
“Come on, no reason to stay here anymore - we’ll only scare the rest of the residents”
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Ok so for people saying Elain is not gonna be with Azriel because of her anatomy, shame on you. If Sarah decided this it would send a bad message to those who experience infertility. Also reminder SJM was adopted. I'm not saying Gwyn and Az won't happen. I'm saying if you are using this as a reason justify your ship, then shame on you.
Let me remind you that in a court of wings and ruin, Rhys says that Azriel taught him that its the family you make, not the one you born into. So with this is mind, I dont think Az will reject someone because she can't give him children.
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I still have a massive Crown of Gilded Bones hangover, so here are some lingering questions I still have:
-Isbeth said that she’s a god since Malec ascended her and he himself was a god. But then Nektas says that Isbeth isn’t a god but an “abomination” and that gods cannot be created. If she’s not a god or an Ascended, what is she exactly?
-WHAT IS THE CONSORT’S NAME????? (I suppose we’ll find out in Shadow in the Ember)
-why didn’t the bonds with the wolves break earlier if Poppy has always been a god? Did what happened in the temple just click something into place?
-can Isbeth kill a Revenant? She said that Cora was one, but that Cora “didn’t survive” Isbeth’s wrath
-Can Poppy shape-shift?? There’s multiple allusions and jokes about her wanting to, and we know that her biological father obviously can
-where the fuck is Malec