do what must be done. show no mercy. (vidya)
when does a man become a monster? when does it become too big for her to control? when does her vision turn into the bigger picture? when will winter come? her hands have become burnt from pushing too deep into the fire, sleeves scorched and skin blistered but she needs this. she sees it. stronger then the tides, azor ahai will rise to defeat the long night and she has found him. among salt & smoke, bearing lightbringer and tempering the oceans itself. anakin skywalker, azor ahai reborn, the chosen one. it's all the same. she found him, she did everything that could be asked of her and more. the flesh is willing and giving, her love never stops. her suffering never stops.
she cannot pretend that she is desperate to stain her hands with more blood. especially not that of children but the lord of light asks and she responds with a blade. it is not their fault, they are children. but they are a threat to the throne, and thus— to the end of the long night. what must be done will be done. “ they will be dead before the comet rises. the throne will be yours, my lord. ” the lord of light is merciful and their deaths will be quick. they will pass into the fire and not linger, they are children but war demands sacrifice. the realm demands sacrifice and if the lives of three children is what she must pay— then she will make sure it is paid. the lives of the few for the survival of the many.
it will be understood, it will be written in victories. their names will be in songs and ballads. the seven will die in fire and their new world will be reborn in the salt & smoke. he did this. she did this. she's earned this. bride of balerion, she's given her blood and flesh for this and the world will thank her when the night ends. she will kill the usurpers children and make the world anew.
