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“You—what makes you happy? I wonder… what makes you happy… does it make others happy too?”

𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 !    ——-    as undeniably,    she’s left speechless.  For once,   the princess finds herself rendered out of words and witty remarks.   What is that made her happy ?    she wonders.       her people,  perhaps ?    the bittersweet memory of a father long lost to tragedy and betrayal ?   no.    for that one surely was nothing but a sad requiem,   the memoria of her parents bring no solace,  only brimming anger towards he who had taken their love from her.   

              ⦑ @hyelia ⦒

THE     ART     OF     EMBROIDERY   ,          OF     STITCH     WORK          &          KNOTTING          &          THREADS   ,          like     a     second     skin          /          an     extended     limb   ,          a     habitual     pattern     as     intrinsic     as     holding     a     sword   .          sown     into     marrow     is     tender     compassion          /          though     too     is     it     lacquered     with     a     coat     of     vigor          &          fervor          (     this     hand     that     is     innate     with     celestial     patronage          /          this     hand     that     wields     𝐠𝐨𝐝   -  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭     reparation   ,          too     wields     prodigious     ruin  !          )          subsumed     all     ‘neath     callous     yet     impartial     palms          /          manic     iron   -  barred     belligerence          /          can     you     feel     the     war     that     courses     in     his     veins   ,          the     bellicose     drumming     that     is     his     pulse     beneath     your     fingertips  ?

not     even     a     glance     is     pardoned   ,          though     they     entwine   ,          these     cloudless     skies     still     dark     as     𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭     below     the     sun   .          all     is     at     stand  -  still   .          not     even     the     wind     seems     to     blow     though     the     tall     grass     moves   ,          swaying   ,          swaying     but     to     where   ?