FOR RAVKA

Poor communicators

- The Short Poems Series by Royla Asghar (via poems-of-madness)

“Do you think I’m like the Darkling?” I studied him — the golden hair, the sharp uniform, those too-clever hazel eyes. “No,” I said slowly. “I don’t think you are.” I rose to go join Mal. “But I’ve been wrong before.” — "siege & storm" *** At night they were the jaunty dandies, at daylight — knights of bitter wars. They weren’t "royalists" and "traitors" — they were all their country’s sons. But that life span in short-lived cyclone, and passed like fleeting summer cloud, Above impassible horizon their guiding star was burning out. — "to the generals of the russian civil war"

NIKOLAI LANTSOV in SHADOW AND BONE 2.02 • "Rusalye"

“Do you think I’m like the Darkling?” I studied him — the golden hair, the sharp uniform, those too-clever hazel eyes. “No,” I said slowly. “I don’t think you are.” I rose to go join Mal. “But I’ve been wrong before.” — "siege & storm" *** At night they were the jaunty dandies, at daylight — knights of bitter wars. They weren’t "royalists" and "traitors" — they were all their country’s sons. But that life span in short-lived cyclone, and passed like fleeting summer cloud, Above impassible horizon their guiding star was burning out. — "to the generals of the russian civil war"

The Last King - Darkolai - Sun Summoner!Nikolai Au

THEY ARE AN INTERACTION AWAY I SWEAR TO GOD

Alexander and Nikolai. Literally.