bane

“You told me to forget.” 

“That’s a long way to ride.“

“Why? What am I to them?”

“Better a beggar than a thief.“

“What happened to your hair?“

“Do you want a clout in the ear?“

“Dead men make poor company.“

“How good a knight are you? Truly?“

“Even a hedge knight has his honor.“

“I cut it off. I didn’t want to look like you.”

“[Name] the lunk, thick as a castle wall.”

“Better to die a knight than live like that.“

“I need the candlelight to see the words.”

“A true knight is cleanly as well as godly.“

“Some words are wind. Some are treason.“

“Woe to any man who shows his weakness.“

“Why give a horse to a man who cannot ride?“

“Hard things only grow harder if you put them off.“

“Reading books by candlelight will make you blind.“

“It is good to know there are some true knights still.“

“If you dance with dragons, you must expect to burn.”

“We serve where we will, for men whose causes we believe in.“

“Would you rather die with honor intact or live with it besmirched?“

“Another day done, and who knows what the morrow will bring us, eh?”

“All men are fools, and all men are knights, where women are concerned.”

“Is that gallantry I smell, or just stupidity? The two scents are much alike, as I recall.“

“Every knight swears to protect the weak and innocent, but we keep the vow best, I think.“

“Never refuse a cup of wine or a horn of ale. It may be a year before you see another.”

“So many ‘ifs’. Had any one come out differently, it could all have turned the other way.”

“An honorable death is well and good, but if the life at stake is not your own, what then?“

“You have another choice… though, whether it is a better choice or a worse one, I cannot say.”

“A great battle is a terrible thing,…but in the midst of blood and carnage, there is sometimes also beauty, beauty that could break your heart.”

* change pronouns as needed. 

i’m much older than i thought i’d be. 

regret it later. 

all eyes are on you. 

don’t hold it against them. 

the reckoning has come today. 

things got worse when i met you.

you don’t know what i’ve been through. 

hey boss, how about a raise?

sorry that i can’t help you out.

she’s onto me. 

i’m touched you’ve opened up to me.

i’m in control. 

maybe third’s the charm. 

…and then he was gone. 

i did my best to make us whole again. 

it felt like i was someone else. 

do they know?

the doubt within me grows that we’ll meet again. 

i promised we’d stay friends. 

i changed the most of all. 

maybe it’s too late for us. 

there’s more than meets the eyes. 

it would tear you apart if you knew. 

whatever happened, i don’t wanna know. 

i wasn’t always a monster. 

you need to run!

i can’t say goodbye. 

no one will listen. 

i feel like she’s lying. 

i feel like i’m dying. 

why don’t you believe me?

maybe you’re right. 

who’s that i see? 

why do you want to stay? 

is this where you want to be?

"I see nothing."

Many refused still to believe that he'd lied about his prophetic abilities, given how accurate so many of them had been. The FWC, or what remained of it, certainly hadn't let him toss aside so easily his title as Prophet. No, they called him by that title every bloody day, much to his chagrin. Some things he would never live down.

He tilts his head. Just a little. The dials and gauges do not move, his 'view' locked onto Eris. How much did she see, with those eyes of her? Eyes stolen from the Dark, implanted to replace her own, eyes that had never walked in the Light's grace until she had taken them.

"But if I had to guess, I would say that Xivu Arath is on the horizon. Oryx, now Savathûn? I don't imagine she'll just take this on the chin, no," His head tilts the other way, "I see me being slain in defence of love, and her dying as price for my failure."

Eris was not one of them. She had never been one of them, who would fall immediately into disbelief and disaproval over something this important. She was magic and rituals and long hours reading and writing grimoires of legend, she was the smell of charcoal burning herbs for clarity and bottles of pepper flakes for protection. If there was anyone in the vecinity who could truly refute every claim Nordic would give himself to tarnish his own reputation, it would be her.

She could feel it, deep in her chest, that he was able to see. That his mind was, perhaps, more open than everyone else. That he would know, he could tell, and he was holding himself back for...whatever the reason. Eris Morn wouldn't ask. Secrets remaind as such for reasons far bigger than her own understanding, no matter how tempting knowledge would be in this case. Perhaps one day, should she see the sun rise again after all is said and done, she would ask him to explain. Or, to show her.

❝ those are assumptions we all know would become a reality when the time was right. those were realities we were preparing ourselves for. ❞

❝  past the thought of ‘if’ or ‘when’.  ❞ | @erismornful

"yes. yes, there aren't... there aren't anymore ifs, are there?"

the warmind's voice is quiet, gentle, as she stares out across the scarred moon. her legs hang limp over the edge of eris' outpost. her hands rest behind her, pressed into the soft silver dust. she cannot bring herself to look up at the other.

❝ there have been long nights in which I question our probabilities of survival, yet the scars in my body remind me I must give my all ❞.

It wasn't surprising to hear an etherial form like Athena found herself questioning and doubting humanity's survival. All the eyes of the universe were resting upon each and every one of them, as if the fate of everything that lived on the side of the light depended on their survival. She turns, feeling the hand of the other holding the edge of her cloak, deciding to not move. Perhaps small contact would bring some sense of hope, Eris was not sure. She could determine touch would bring comfort to some people, yet Athena was not just like the rest. No, she wouldn't remove herself if this is what was needed to ease a troubled mind. She would make note of it.

from the musical score of phantom of the opera. PART 5.

❝  friend or phantom?  ❞

❝  have you forgotten your angel?  ❞

❝  too long you’ve wandered in winter. ❞

❝  far from my fathering gaze.  ❞

❝  i denied you.  ❞

❝  why does my mind beat against you?   ❞

❝  the answer is staring us in the face.  ❞

❝  his reign will end.  ❞

❝  he kills without a thought.  ❞

❝  he murders all that’s good.  ❞

❝  i know i can’t refuse.  ❞

❝  what horrors wait for me?  ❞

❝  he’ll always be there.  ❞

❝  you said yourself, he is nothing but a man.  ❞

❝  he will haunt us ‘til we’re dead.  ❞

❝  am i to risk my life?  ❞

❝  can i betray the man?  ❞

❝  do i have any choice?  ❞

❝  in your mind, you’ve already succumbed to me.  ❞

❝  no second thoughts, you’ve decided.  ❞

❝  no backward glances.  ❞

❝  past the thought of ‘if’ or ‘when’.  ❞

❝  no use resisting.  ❞

❝  what sweet seduction lies before us.  ❞

❝  past the point of no return.  ❞

❝  i am here with you.  ❞

❝  i’ve decided.  ❞

❝  no going back now.  ❞

❝  one final question -  ❞

❝  when will the blood begin to race?  ❞

❝  when will the flames at last consume us?   ❞

❝  save me from my solitude.  ❞

from the musical score of phantom of the opera. PART 5.

❝  friend or phantom?  ❞

❝  have you forgotten your angel?  ❞

❝  too long you’ve wandered in winter. ❞

❝  far from my fathering gaze.  ❞

❝  i denied you.  ❞

❝  why does my mind beat against you?   ❞

❝  the answer is staring us in the face.  ❞

❝  his reign will end.  ❞

❝  he kills without a thought.  ❞

❝  he murders all that’s good.  ❞

❝  i know i can’t refuse.  ❞

❝  what horrors wait for me?  ❞

❝  he’ll always be there.  ❞

❝  you said yourself, he is nothing but a man.  ❞

❝  he will haunt us ‘til we’re dead.  ❞

❝  am i to risk my life?  ❞

❝  can i betray the man?  ❞

❝  do i have any choice?  ❞

❝  in your mind, you’ve already succumbed to me.  ❞

❝  no second thoughts, you’ve decided.  ❞

❝  no backward glances.  ❞

❝  past the thought of ‘if’ or ‘when’.  ❞

❝  no use resisting.  ❞

❝  what sweet seduction lies before us.  ❞

❝  past the point of no return.  ❞

❝  i am here with you.  ❞

❝  i’ve decided.  ❞

❝  no going back now.  ❞

❝  one final question -  ❞

❝  when will the blood begin to race?  ❞

❝  when will the flames at last consume us?   ❞

❝  save me from my solitude.  ❞