#fromlyrik

P.S. When I wake up sober in the morninging, me, burn this if I know whats good for me, and you know I know you know I knowyouknow I do know what’s good for you. Me. Whatever.

- Cadence - Lyrik - Kid

- Kid …you know what, - Lyrik

- Cadence

I'm choking on it all. I'm scared. Cress understands, he can feel what I feel, but he is also just as scared. We are scared she will come after you. I will keep fighting because I don't know what else to do. I will keep running because I don't know what else to do. I will choke back my tears and my pleas for help because I don't know what else to do. I want to talk to you, but I have felt her in my blood. I know what she is, what she does. I can't let her do that to you, so I can't let you touch me. I can't let you become close to me. I am fighting this so much. The songs are chaos and cacophony, but they are beauty and inspiration too. Can you hear the music, Merc? Can you hear me? I'd reach out if I only felt I could, but for now I will scream my soul raw with the songs I hear in my head. I will fight until my arms give out. I will run until I can't anymore. I would drop dead before I would see her take my life and my new family away. I am sorry. I care about what happens to you. So I will keep you at arm's distance, no matter how much that hurts. I am sorry. I am so, so sorry. - your Kid

You. You... creature. You beast to whom I cannot even give the name woman. I cannot even wrap my head around your existence. I feel like I'm in a nightmare, a nightmare in which everything I have ever feared or soothed myself into disbelieving has turned real. It's not so much your face, your presence, your eyes. It was the sound. As soon as you emerged, a wicked smile spread across your lips and I felt on fire from the inside out, a thousand crescendoing notes colliding into a cacophony of agony and it I knew, I *knew* it was you. You who contaminated us with your vile blood, you who caused so much pain to my grandfather, to my father, you are the one who let me touch the music we all hear daily. I suppose I should thank you but I want you dead. I can see every tear my grandfather ever shed for you dancing in your eyes. I have only ever seen my father scared when he saw your face. You are a disaster waiting to happen. You are a monster. You are a menace to my family and you can kill them all for all I care, but you will not take me. I will survive. I will find a way to fight back, I am going to become stronger than you could ever dream. I will drive you away from me and Cress with my own hands or I will die trying. I'm going to find you and I'm going to stop you. - The last Stavden to fall prey to your atrocities

Fuck you dad for coming out here, how dare you follow us? Didn't you think there's a reason I left? Didn't you ever consider that Cress & I left home because your song grates on my nerves like an untuned lute being scraped by shaky nails? How could you track me and Cress down, how dare you try to take this life away from me, I am a man and I am on my own and I can take care of my fucking self, how *dare* you come here and ruin my life how dare your song play here in this space with these beings. I left to get away from the harsh broken strings you called a family. I left to find my own place in this world. You will not take this from me. I will run until my fucking legs give out, I will fight until my arms are broken off instead of merely broken. I will find my own song somehow, somewhere, and it will be incredible and I will listen to it and it will be beautiful and you cannot take this from me you can't you can't you can't I won't let you. Fuck you You cannot make me be your son anymore. - Cadence

You. You fucking abomination of a child. You blight to my life, you corruption of all that I held dear. How dare you do this to me? And you, Celeborn, how could you? When could this have happened? Did you know? My broken bones those years ago, the agony of recovery, the now-scarred wounds I have since endured during my travels, those were *nothing*, mere pinpricks compared to this. I would sooner take a hundred Orcs crushing every bone than this one child crushing my heart. I've lost him regardless. If I speak I lose him to *you*. If I stay silent, I lose him to my anger and jealousy. Now I see the truth, and I should have known it all along. I was never meant to be happy. Goheno nin for what I must do now, Laerormen. Gi melin. - Lyrik Stavden (for my blood has less claim to the Bloodcrow name than yours)