we sing it anyway

I fear I am not meant for greatness.

We are whole.

Hi hello! I have not become a missing person; I'm just in the middle of my ranger season and haven't had reliable access to WiFi. Daily activities have included! Night hiking, hunting for aquatic macroinvertebrates, quilting, mimicking gray-cheeked salamanders, mimicking fireflies, inadvertently attracting owls, avoiding elk, wrangling chickens, dressing in 19th century garb and baking cornbread on the hearth of a 126-year old house, other duties as assigned. A standard season!

Anyway, I saw this ren faire photo from user Shakespeare922 on reddit and had to turn it into twentysomething Boromir suited up for tournament. HAD to.

The heart is an arrow. It demands to land true. She clung to the wall, but it was purpose she grasped at long last, and that carried her upwards. She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above.

Patience and Chivalry commission for @aporeticelenchus, with a little Fitz as a bonus because it made me feel nostalgic :D Thank you!