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imagine if there were two women with something Gay & Weird going on

 ❝ Why ? ❞  Was  the  question  that  eventually  escaped  him.  He’d  done  nothing  right.. He  refused  to  listen. More often than not, he  lost control. He had even shared a bed  with  one of the  Forsaken, and  yet  she remained.  it  made  him  wonder ;  was  it  devotion  or  foolishness ?  ❝ Is  it  an  attempt  to  convince  yourself  that  you  didn’t  waste  a  lifetime  looking  for  me ?  Or  is  it  more  than  just  stubbornness ? ❞  Was  it  the  fear  of  admitting  that  maybe  he  couldn’t  do  it ?  The  fear  that  perhaps  her  plan  had  failed and  that  she  should  have  stayed  committed  to  the  Tower ?  Or  did  she  truly  believe  in  him ?      

moiraine’s   gaze   drifted   into   the   distance   for   a   moment   as   her   thoughts   wandered   across   the   time   they   had   already   shared,   &   all   that   past   &   beyond   that.   there   had   been   a   time   when   he   was   little   more   than   a   figure   shrouded   in   mist   within   her   mind,   not   flesh   &   blood.   not   any   longer.   &   answers   were   seldom   so   simple.   attachments   had   always   complicated   the   steps   that   needed   taking,   the   deeds   that   demanded   completion.   ❝   because   i   have   seen   the   darkness.   ❞   moiraine   found   herself   saying,   her   gaze   lowering   to   the   dirt   beneath   their   feet.   &   the   weight   of   memory   appeared   to   draw   down   even   her   naturally   regal   bearing.   ❝   &   i   know   what   it   is   to   face   it   alone.   ❞   there   were   many   things   she   had   never   shared   with   anyone,   nor   did   she   intend   to   —   least   of   all   with   him,   should   he   choose   to   belittle   the   choices   she   had   made   or   the   reasons   behind   them.   ❝   besides...   you   have   seen   it   for   yourself   —   our   threads   have   been   woven   together   since   before   you   drew   your   first   breath...   &   you   feel   the   pull   of   the   pattern   more   keenly   than   anyone.   ❞   doubting   it   had   been   her   mistake.   &   how   foolish   she   felt   for   failing   to   see   what   had,   all   along,   been   the   right   course.   she   had   no   intention   of   straying   from   it   again.   ❝   how   long   do   you   intend   to   reject   what   it   tells   you?   ❞   compassion   coloured   her   voice   as   she   regarded   the   battle   written   so   plainly   across   his   maturing   features.

❝ i’m sorry that i never trusted you. i don’t know how to do that any more. ❞ ❝ you make it difficult for a man to swallow his anger. ❞ ❝ history is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. what has happened before will perforce happen again. ❞ ❝ the worst isn’t done. the worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings. ❞ ❝ words are like arrows. once loosed, you cannot call them back. ❞ ❝ you are a lioness, and it is for all the lesser beasts to fear you. ❞ ❝ anger is better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt. ❞ ❝ kind? how boring that would be. i aspire to be wicked. ❞ ❝ sometimes there is no happy choice, only one less grievous than the others. ❞ ❝ when i make a jest i smile. do you see me smiling? do you hear laughter? ❞ ❝ beauty can sometimes mask deadly danger. ❞ ❝ i know what a burden you bear. you should let me share the load. ❞ ❝ you would be wise to not take me lightly…and wiser still not to make of me a foe. ❞ ❝ i need to sleep, but fear to dream. ❞ ❝ i do not doubt that kindness and mercy and forgiveness can still be found somewhere in this kingdom, but do not look for them here. ❞ ❝ no fight is hopeless till it has been fought. ❞ ❝ open your eyes and look about you. the kingdom is in ruins. ❞ ❝ my hand is hungry for a sword. i need to kill someone. ❞ ❝ it does no good to speak of roads not taken. ❞ ❝ i begin to think that all your words of love were lies. ❞ ❝ i pray that i never offend you. you are terrible when roused. ❞ ❝ a sweet face oft hides a sinner’s heart. ❞ ❝ when i am with you, i…i can scarcely think. you are all i ever dreamt of. ❞ ❝ i used to be someone, but now i’m not. ❞ ❝ suffering is everywhere…and grief and death. ❞ ❝ you ought to be pleading for my forgiveness rather than seeking to provoke me further. ❞ ❝ i have been here the whole time, waiting for you to come to me. ❞ ❝ no one who wears a crown is ever safe. ❞ ❝ i have touched more men that i can count. some with my lips, more with my axe. ❞ ❝ i love you too, but you’re a fool. a beautiful golden fool. ❞ ❝ i have been despised by better men than you. ❞ ❝ i never wanted to see half the things i’ve seen, and i’ve never seen half the things i wanted to. ❞ ❝ that man is as useless as nipples on a breastplate. ❞ ❝ sometimes there is no happy choice. only one less grievous than the others. ❞ ❝ most have been forgotten. most deserve to be forgotten. ❞ ❝ heroes will always be remembered. the best. the best and the worst. and a few who were a bit of both. ❞ ❝ we all dream of things we cannot have. ❞ ❝ i do not know who we are, if truth be told, nor where we might be going. i only know the road is dark. ❞ ❝ you lie. worse, you lie poorly. ❞ ❝ do you even know what honor is? ❞ ❝ this is not real. this is another bad dream, and soon i’ll wake. ❞ ❝ the rain feels good against my face. it feels like tears. ❞ ❝ i need you as i have never needed you before. ❞ ❝ there is no shame in being afraid, only in showing your fear. ❞ ❝ it is a good thing that i thrive on chaos. ❞ ❝ the times grow ever more interesting, and when the times are interesting you can never have too many swords. ❞ ❝ curses are only in songs and stories. ❞ ❝ you will forgive me if i am suspicious, but the times are troubled. ❞ ❝ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞ ❝ be grateful that i have more honor than some. ❞ ❝ you do turn a pretty shade of pink when you blush. ❞ ❝ you would do well to ride with me. the roads are perilous. ❞ ❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ ❝ it does no good to speak of things no man can change. ❞ ❝ why won’t they leave us be? we never did them any harm. ❞ ❝ i cannot die yet. there is something i still need to do. ❞ ❝ it’s time you told me the rest of your plan, don’t you think? ❞ ❝ every man should lose a battle in his youth, so he does not lose a war when he is old. ❞ ❝ words are wind. they cannot hurt you. let them wash over you. ❞ ❝ you are not the only one with wounds. ❞ ❝ when the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies and the pack survives. ❞ ❝ i will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage. ❞ ❝ better to mock the game than to play and lose. ❞ ❝ knowledge is a weapon. ❞ ❝ you know me. if you want sweet words, look elsewhere. ❞ ❝ you reckless fool. what do you think you’re doing? ❞ ❝ you’ll be safe here. no one will know where you are but me. ❞ ❝ sorcery comes at a cost. ❞ ❝ i have never taken kindly to chastisement, as any number of dead men could tell you. ❞ ❝ so you’re brave as well as beautiful. ❞ ❝ this will cause more trouble than you know, i fear. ❞ ❝ will you throw your life away for pride? ❞ ❝ the crows will feast upon us all if you go on this way. ❞ ❝ our time together is at an end, i fear. ❞ ❝ spare me your japes, i have no taste for them. ❞ ❝ war makes monsters of us all. ❞ ❝ you cannot eat love, nor buy a horse with it, nor warm your halls on a cold night. ❞ ❝ i have a hole where my heart should be. ❞ ❝ i thank you, but i have no need of your protection. ❞ ❝ trust is earned. like gold. ❞ ❝ a lie is not so bad if it is kindly meant. ❞ ❝ far be it from me to question the word of such an honorable person. ❞ ❝ i will bring the head of any man who would betray you. ❞ ❝ noble words, but words are easy. deeds are hard. ❞ ❝ my father is very good at doing nothing. he calls it thinking. ❞ ❝ if you do not go, i will spend the rest of my life wondering what might have happened if i had. ❞ ❝ the sea is never weary. i must be as tireless. ❞ ❝ it’s strength that’s needed here, not chivalry. ❞ ❝ i did not come to you for comfort. ❞ ❝ you see the wonders that can be worked with lies and gold? ❞ ❝ an age of wonder and terror will soon be upon us, an age for gods and heroes. ❞ ❝ a ruler gets no rest. ❞ ❝ if you share your plans with no one, no one can betray you. ❞ ❝ i have a confession. ours was no chance encounter. ❞ ❝ you have your mother’s eyes. honest eyes, and innocent. ❞ ❝ am i still a thief if i put it back and no one ever knows? ❞ ❝ i am weak and full of sin, and scorn is more than i deserve. ❞ ❝ when have i provoked any man…unduly? ❞ ❝ i have never met a man i didn’t provoke, you should know that well enough by now. ❞ ❝ that’s a cold suspicious look if i ever saw one. ❞ ❝ you’ve faced more things this past year than most men face in a lifetime. ❞ ❝ there is a difference between fear and caution. ❞ ❝ it is my look they will flinch from, my frown they must fear. ❞ ❝ you have been disappointing me for years. ❞ ❝ why? tell me that. tell me why. ❞ ❝ i am surrounded by enemies and imbeciles. ❞ ❝ go back. turn away. there is nothing here for you. ❞ ❝ you would do well to omit ‘must’ from any speech directed at me. ❞ ❝ a bad dream. did i scream? i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ i will not be afraid. i will not let them see my fear. ❞ ❝ you will never know how sick it makes me to see you. you will never know how much i despise you. ❞ ❝ i have seen terrible things in my time. ❞ ❝ only a fool makes threats he’s not prepared to carry out. ❞ ❝ stay with me. i do not want to sleep alone. ❞ ❝ sometimes it is best to study a game before you attempt to play it. ❞ ❝ why, do what you always do. do nothing. ❞ ❝ no man ever truly knows what he can do unless he dares to leap. ❞ ❝ what you meant does not matter. only what you did. ❞ ❝ is there any more that you would care to tell me? ❞ ❝ i can’t command you to be brave, but i can command you to hide your fears. ❞ ❝ tell me something useful. tell me of our enemy. ❞ ❝ go away. you are not welcome here. ❞ ❝ these are such fearful times. some nights i can hardly sleep, for fear. ❞ ❝ some wounds do not show. ❞ ❝ i have never looked upon you as a rival, even for a moment. ❞ ❝ go home. you have a home, which is more than many can say in these dark days. ❞ ❝ play me for a fool, and you will die screaming. you are aware of that, i trust? ❞ ❝ you must be more dangerous than you look. ❞ ❝ tell me. i want to know all of it, from the beginning to the end. ❞ ❝ i see you are as lovely as the tales. ❞ ❝ your hands are shaking. they would rather be caressing me, i think. ❞ ❝ dry those tears. have you ever seen a lion weep? ❞ ❝ come! come kill me, if you can. ❞ ❝ i never knew what love could be, yet now…i am afraid. ❞ ❝ the enemy of my enemy is my friend. ❞ ❝ young men are overbold, and think only of the glory of battle and never of its dangers. ❞ ❝ you are weary and sick of heart, that’s plain to see. ❞ ❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ ❝ the world is full of horrors. you can fight them, or laugh at them, or look without seeing. ❞ ❝ i was wondering. are you drunk, or merely stupid? ❞ ❝ does it hurt so much? is there aught i can do to ease your pain? ❞ ❝ what i want is none of your concern. ❞ ❝ this must end, for your sake as well as mine. ❞ ❝ glory is good, but gold is better. ❞ ❝ please tell me who you are, and why you’re following me. ❞ ❝ many a man will drown in those eyes. ❞ ❝ the best lies have some truth in them…to give them flavor, as it were. ❞ ❝ what are you looking for? your destiny? your death? ❞ ❝ love can make a fool of any man. ❞ ❝ may i stay a while? i feel that we should talk. ❞ ❝ is that a beard, or did you forget to wash the dirt off your face? ❞ ❝ i’ll hear the truth, or you’ll wear chains. ❞ ❝ if you love me, do not leave me. ❞ ❝ only madmen fight wars they cannot win. ❞ ❝ you have a strange look in your eyes. are you unwell? ❞ ❝ last night, i had a dreadful dream. ❞ ❝ you have to help me. where am i to go? what will i do? ❞ ❝ i warn you, i am out of patience. ❞

elan   had   never   seen   her   as   small   ;   she   was   as   strong   &   powerful   as   not   just   any   could   be,   her   heart   no   less   fierce.   still,   as   she   leaned   into   his   arm,   as   his   embrace   settled   around   her,   she   felt   precisely   that.   the   heart   of   stone   that   once   seemed   impossible   to   crack   revealed   itself   as   little   more   than   a   sharpened   surface,   guarding   parts   far   more   fragile,   &   long   unseen   by   anyone   else.   this   world,   the   people   within   it,   their   minds   so   deeply   divided.   the   way   he   was   made,   as   were   his   ideas,   &   mierin   herself,   too,   slipped   beyond   such   divided   definitions.   yet   it   seemed   they   had   both   chosen   to   yield   to   those   illusions,   chosen   to   believe   them,   chosen   to   place   hope   within   them,   &   as   ever   —   pain   was   all   left   in   their   wake.   ❝   is   it   something   you   truly   believe?   ❞   he   asked,   his   strokes   continuing   through   her   hair,   down   the   length   of   her   back.   so   often   his   mind   wandered   the   realms   of   possibility   that   tangible   proof   of   his   philosophies   proved   difficult   to   grasp.   &   even   he,   at   times,   wished   to   witness   such   things   with   more   than   the   mind's   eye.   proof...   of   suffering   endured   lifetime   after   lifetime.   proof   of   the   hopelessness.   &   hope   for   a   clearer   path   ahead,   had   it   proven   true.   ❝   out   of   the   love   we   share,   dearest   friend,   should   i   find   a   way   to   break   this   cycle,   i   shall   not   forget   you.   ❞

Okay, so she's the only reason I can get out of my self-imposed exile.

by   then,   her   eyes   had   adjusted   to   the   darkness,   &   when   she   turned   towards   the   source   of   the   fragile   voice,   they   settled   upon   the   pale   softness   of   lanfear’s   features.   this   time,   there   was   little   hesitation.   shifting   slightly,   moiraine   reached   once   more   for   lanfear’s   hand,   holding   tightly   as   she   eased   herself   beside   her.   even   had   the   space   been   larger   than   necessary   for   one   person   alone,   she   would   still   have   drawn   nearer.   she   would   still   have   pressed   their   foreheads   together.   ❝   just   hold   onto   that,   ❞   moiraine   said   quietly   after   a   moment,   as   though   lowering   her   voice   might   soften   the   understanding   she   held   of   lanfear’s   fears.   the   very   same   tormented   thoughts   haunted   her   own   mind,   &   each   time   they   surfaced,   her   grip   upon   lanfear’s   hand   tightened   instinctively.   ❝   we   are   here   now.   &   in   time,   we   shall   find   our   way   out   of   this   place.   ❞   it   was   an   anchor   she   herself   desperately   needed.   &   however   she   trembled   at   the   thought   of   those   heart-rending   visions   returning,   she   forced   her   eyes   closed   then,   focusing   instead   upon   the   softness   of   lanfear’s   skin,   the   warmth   of   their   mingled   breaths,   &   the   firm   clasp   of   their   intertwined   fingers.   ❝   together,   we   shall   figure   something   out.   ❞   still,   the   oppressive   weight   hanging   above   them   would   not   be   so   easily   ignored.   ❝   would   you   care   to   speak   of   it..?   to   get   it   out...   ❞   the   aes   sedai   asked   softly   then,   uncertainty   threading   through   the   whisper.

He didn't want to blame her - oh he knew how irrational he sounded, how unfair. It was almost like the words were taking form on their own, though, almost as if cruelty had taken over him . She had helped him since the beginning, and despite all their quarrels, he couldn't imagine his future without her. Then why was he desperately trying to hurt her ? ❝ I appreciate your advice, Moraine. i always had. ❞. he said - his tone holding a strange tone of distance. ❝ I am the Dragon Reborn. Don't ever forget that. ❞ And for a brief moment, he felt like something inside of him took over. Almost as if the words had not been his. Before a second thought could be given though - a scream tore through the air. Not distant, not faint. And then, silence. ❝ Did you hear that ? ❞ He asked before turning towards the distant trees.

saidar   filled   her   instinctively   as   the   sound   tore   through   the   stillness,   her   gaze   fixing   at   once   upon   its   source.   within,   she   reached   instinctively   for   lan.   a   trolloc?   an   eyeless?   the   abrupt   end   to   the   scream   served   only   to   sharpen   her   caution   further.   her   gaze   returned   briefly   to   rand   before   she   turned   &   made   her   way   towards   the   trees.

That's why my mother was on Dragonmount when she gave birth to me? And that's why I fulfilled the prophecy of the Dragon Reborn? Because your uncle cut down that tree? We've been connected since before I was born.

❤️ Is there anything else about this ship idea you’d like to mention before we discuss it further?

moiraine's   eyes   fell   closed   as   heat   spread   across   her   whole   body.   just   for   a   second,   before   she   looked   back   down.   her   fingers   lingered   at   the   belt   at   her   waist   before   she   cast   aside   the   bird-shaped   scabbard,   dagger   still   sheathed   within.   not   until   now   had   she   spared   a   single   thought   to   the   ones   remaining   over   her   still...   one   exposed   with   skirts   up.   no   doubt   lanfear   would   find   amusement   in   it.   ❝wait,   then..❞   yet   another   thought   pressed   forward   soon   enough,   though.   her   fingers   brushed   lightly   along   the   other’s   jaw,   guiding   her   gaze   upward   with   quiet   insistence.   it   seemed   almost   inhuman,   such   beauty   that   she   was   —   &   moiraine   had   never   been   blind   to   it,   however   hard   she   tried   to   remain   unaffected   by   it.   ❝   what   are   the   odds   a   single   misstep   might   cost   us   more   than   we   are   willing   to   pay?   ❞   she   asked   as   threads   of   spirit   began   to   gather   slowly   about   them.   she   had   watched   with   profound   attention   the   last   time   lanfear   wove   them,   yet   still...   lanfear’s   channeling   was   so   swift,   so   assured,   &   the   weave   itself   far   more   intricate   than   any   laid   upon   warders.