“ one of these mornings, you’re gonna rise up singing. then you’ll spread your wings and take to the sky. ”
eskimo blue day –– jefferson airplane.
“ consider how small you are. compared to your scream, the human dream doesn’t mean shit to a tree. ”
license to kill –– bob dylan.
“ man thinks because he rules the earth, he can do with it as he please and if things don’t change soon, he will. man has invented his doom – first step was touching the moon. ”
the gunner’s dream –– pink floyd.
“ as the teardrops rise to meet the comfort of the band, you take her frail hand and hold on to the dream: a place to stay, enough to eat, somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears. and what’s more ? no one ever disappears, you never hear their standard issue kick in the door. you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don’t blow holes in bandsmen by remote controls. and everyone has recourse to the law. and no one kills the children anymore. ”
wooden ships –– jefferson airplane.
“ if you smile at me, you know i will understand because that is something everybody everywhere does in the same language ... go and take a sister by her hand, lead her far from this foreign land – somewhere where we might laugh again. we are leaving, you don’t need us. ”
the weight –– the band.
“ take a load off, fanny – take a load for free. take a load off fanny and you put the load right on me. ”
mother nature’s son –– the beatles.
“ sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters rise. listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies. find me in my field of grass, mother nature’s son. swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun. ”
strangers –– the kinks.
“ so we will share this road we walk and mind our mouths and beware our talk. ‘til peace we find, tell you what i’ll do: all the things i own, i will share with you. and if i feel tomorrow like i feel today, we will take what we want and give the rest away. strangers on this road we are on, but we are not two, we are one. ”
gypsy –– fleetwood mac.
“ to the [] that remains and faces freedom with little fear. i have no fear – i have only love. and if i was a child, and the child was enough – enough for me to love, enough to love. ”
all along the watchtower –– bob dylan ( possibly ft. vidal ).
“ ‘there must be some way out of here’ said the joker to the thief. ‘there’s too much confusion, i can’t get no relief. businessmen, they drink my wine. plowmen dig my earth. none of them along the line know what any of it is worth.’ ”
house of the rising sun –– the animals ( ft. literally every adopted athanas child ).
“ there is a house in new orleans they call ‘the rising sun.’ it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, and god, i know i’m one. ”
the rape of the world –– tracy chapman.
“ mother of us all, place of our birth, how can we watch the rape of the world ? this - the beginning of the end. this - the most heinous of crimes. this - the most deadliest of sins. the greatest violation of all time. ”
nights in white satin –– the moody blues.
“ cold-hearted orb that rules the night, removes the colors from our sight – red is grey and yellow white. but we decide which is right and which is an illusion. ”
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“ voices of light: v. pater noster ” - anonymous 4
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“ brahms: ein deutsches requiem, op 45: iv. “wi lieblich sind deine wohnnungen” ” - johannes brahms
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“ komm, süsser tod bwv478 ” - johann sebastian bach
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“ jazz suite no.2: 6. waltz ii ” - dmitri shostakovich
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“ tchaikovsky: swan lake, op. 20, act 2: no. 10, scène (moderato) ” - pyotr ilyich tchaikovsky
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“ sonata no. 14: “moonlight” in c-sharp minor”, op. 27 no.2: i. adagio sostenuto ” - ludwig van beethoven
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“ handel /orch. hale: keyboard suite in d minor, hwv 437: iii. sarabande ” - george frideric handel
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“ liebestraume, s541/r211 : no. 3: nocturne in a-flat major ” - franz liszt
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“ nocturne en mi bémol majeur opus 9 nº2: ballade en sol mineur no.1 ” - frédéric chopin
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“ brahms: ein deutsches requiem, op. 45: vii. “selig sind die toten” ” - johannes brahms
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“ messe solennelle de sainte cecile: benedictus ” - charles gounod
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“ bizet: carmen, act 1: “l’amour est un oiseau rebelle” (carmen, chorus) [habanera] ” - georges bizet
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Decisive. From where Estelle stands, Azra has always been a decisive woman - when she sees something she wants, she takes it. No matter what. Nothing could stand as evidence for that truth more than the current situation. Estelle knows, or has a feeling, that there was no love lost when Vidal died and at this point, the baby is a checkmate for Azra. And though, she doesn’t know this, Azra being able to kill her own father furthers the idea that she can make a choice, no matter the consequences or heartbreak that may follow, when the time comes.
Hell-Bent. There is a fire in Azra that Estelle feels an ember of inside of herself. An idea that there is no line she won’t cross to get what she deserves. Estelle feels that too but not quite in the same ferocity that Azra does ( although she doesn’t realize just how far Azra has gone ). When Estelle will hesitate, Azra will not and she draws inspiration from that tenacity - the unwillingness to not succeed.
[ The Volatile ] @irma-athanas
Opposites. Where Estelle is pink, Irma is black. Soft edges and sharp lines. There is an outward strength and challenge to Irma that Estelle holds inside. She never wants to seem outright confrontational but it seems like the other woman does not shy away from exuding that energy. She likes sitting in a room when Irma walks into it, the way defenses go up because no one quite knows what she’s going to do - it’s a feeling Estelle has never felt rise in a group when she arrives. It’s a kind of power she’s never had.
Straightforward. There is a huge gap in Estelle’s ability to be honest and blunt - usually that upsets people and she’s always been taught to have everyone like her just in case she needs something from them down the line. Irma is not like that. What you see is what you get ( maybe not entirely ) but there was something about her blunt and direct nature that Estelle draws inspiration from. Maybe one day she will dare to be honest.
Estelle’s brother Christian might mean the most in the world to her after their mother. Though technically only half-siblings, she has never met someone who has understood her so quickly or thoroughly. Growing up, the two had been inseparable, comfortably standing side-by-side as they turned their oddly identical noses up at the rest of the world. Out of all of her siblings, Christian is the only one that Estelle considers to be her equal - the two eldest prepared to do anything for the Van Santen name.
Like two sides of the same coin, it’s hard to imagine Estelle without Christian. From the moment she was born, if the girl wasn’t by her mother’s side, she was with her brother. There was no one else she looked up to more out of her siblings or trusted more to take care of whatever needed to be done. No matter what it might be.
