Fady Joudah, from "Venus Cycle", part of 16 Love Poems by Writer's of Palestinian Heritage, pub. AAWW
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that time someone put the lyrics of from eden by hozier in this really dark moody bandfic and i was imagining it sounding like the end line on a verse of seven nation army only more dramatic with more music and then, i listened to it
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"The wink of time"
<<And if you ever find yourself
Back in the garden where it started
And hope to see my eyes there
Glistening in the darkness,
Don't break your heart waiting,
Woefully unprepared for the rambling silence
That'll be following.
But, taking both keys from the Heaven's gate,
Face forward and turn away,
You'll see how Eden were you all along,
And you'll grow strong,
Knowing that I will return.
And while in the bevy of oranges and greens,
When you think of me,
And doubt everything,
Watch the clock freeze for a second
So I can give a wink.>>
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Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door
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For Day One of Snake Boi Callum Week: Choices / Consequences
Summary: One of the other human kingdoms kicks up a stink over Callum wanting to marry Rayla. His solution is unorthodox.
Word Count: 5k
Callum had never liked politics at the best of times, but he especially didn’t like it now.
Council meetings could be droll at the best of times, twice as long as they needed to be since half the councilmen and diplomats had opposing views and their competing egos to contend with or soothe. It was even worse when it was with anyone from Evenere, since they always stayed far too long with the excuse that their kingdom was so far away, and Callum had never quite forgiven their High Mage for snubbing him as a student with two (and then six) arcanums under his belt.
That, and the queen almost never came herself, sending her high born son instead. Queen Fareeda hadn’t had a clear line of succession, so the throne—amid the chaos after the Final Battle and previous assassination—had been passed to some elderly distant cousin, and soon to be inherited by her son, who already had a daughter around Callum’s age.
At least the royal line wouldn’t have another crisis for a while, but Callum wondered if Prince Ableworth’s genes lasting that long was really a worthy trade off.
The one saving grace of the meeting was that Rayla was here.
While Ezran had to be pleasing and genial and straight faced, Rayla could share commiserating looks with him, and they could pass jokes or complaints on scraps of paper under the guise of ‘important diplomatic information’. Rayla wasn’t the best drawer, but that just made her sketches more amusing; he was pretty sure this one was of Ableworth getting eaten by one of those infamous Evenerean alligators, and had to stifle a snort.
“Have something to add, High Mage Callum?” came Ableworth’s snotty voice, and Callum’s attention snapped up. What had they been discussing again? Something about farming...
“Rainy season in Evenere,” Rayla whispered out of the corner of her mouth.
“Well, Sky and Ocean magic would easily be able to nullify any issues with flooding,” Callum said smoothly, squeezing her hand under the table in thanks. Ezran looked less than impressed, if relieved. “There are even dams you can conjure with water itself, so as to not waste construction materials or time.”
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[ # 𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 . ] -- a private , independent original character 𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗘 of mtv's 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗢𝗟𝗙 . mutuals only . please read carrd before interacting . minors and personals will be blocked . cherished by 𝗘𝗠 , 𝟮𝟲 , 𝗦𝗛𝗘 / 𝗛𝗘𝗥 , 𝗘𝗦𝗧 timezone .
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from "My ear attends to you", Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Maxwell Shorter)
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how are you color coded? ────── 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙺. the color of femininity, believing in yourself, and embracing the side of you that you used to reject. you aren't someone who likes to hide, but you do all the time. you don't like yourself nearly as much as you may present, one way or another. you think of yourself as a hollow castaway of someone's little matryoshka doll, or worse, something broken and thrown away. you want to believe that there's more to life, to you, than this broken frame of something you have long forgotten the name of... but what are you supposed to do, after all this time?
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okay but what if honey you're familiar like my mirror years ago idealism sits in prison and chivalry fell on his sword????
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