#misremembering

Down, into the whirlpool

Late, in the widening night

Cold rivers snake through

To the bay at last

~

Memory fails me

In their tumbling crash

Past the soft sighs of sleep

To the paradise I’ve grown

~

The king illusion,

Reigning in my psyche ever since

I fled from its gardens

-when they were children, but he will also dance with her in the future (anon=soon). Berric’s description of not remembering things well when he came back suggests it will happen with Jon as well. There is a theme here of Jon and Sansa’s memories being foggy, and especially the ones connected to each other. Sansa says she hasn’t thought of Jon in ages, yet she completely modeled Alayne after him. Jon sees Arya in Ygritte and Alys, yet he so painfully obviously ignores the Sansa in them-

So Lethe and Lyre from the Tellious Duology.

For whatever reason when I was younger I thought it was kinda funny that both of them had clothing with the same color as the tiger stripes on their faces.

But no actually, that's an edit. Their tiger stripes are actually roughly the same color as their hair.

However the hcs fun, as is the opposite, because then they're like always wearing sis' colors so to say they've always got eachother.

Once upon a time there were three billy goats, baby billy goat, middle billy goat, and big billy goat. They lived in a beautiful mountainside meadow. Across the mountain pass, there was another pasture, with grass so green and lush.

Little billy goat said “I would love to eat that grass.” Middle billy goat said “It looks so nice and filling.” Big billy goat said “my what a feast! We must reach the other side.

They came to the bridge across the mountain pass, it swung in the breeze. Little billy goat said “I simply cannot wait,” and begins to cross the bridge. His little hooves went tip tap tip tap on the wood planks.

About halfway down the bridge, he met a troll. The troll growled “who’s there tip tapping across my bridge?”

“It is I, little billy goat gruff.” Said the little goat. “I’m trying to get to the grass on the other side.”

The troll growled “I am very hungry, and I would like to eat you!” The little billy goat trembled, but he had a plan! “You don’t want to eat me, my big brothers are on the way and they are much bigger and tastier than I.”

This gave the troll an idea. “Very well, little goat. I shall let you pass.” But before the little goat could reach the end of the bridge, the troll gobbled him up whole.

The middle billy goat stood on the edge of the bridge and called out “little billy goat, did you make it to the other side?” The troll, hidden on the other side, called back in the little goat’s voice “why yes! The grass is so green and my belly is so full! You must come this way!”

So the middle billy goat began to clip clop over the bridge. When he got to the other side, he didn’t see baby billy goat, but that awful troll! The troll gobbled him up and hid behind the rocks.

Big billy goat called out “brothers did you make it to the other side?” The troll called back in the middle billy goat’s voice “why yes! The grass is so lush and my belly is so full! You must come this way.”

So the big billy goat stomp stamped across the bridge. When he reached the other side, he didn’t see his brothers, but that nasty troll. “Where are my brothers?” He cried.

“Keeping my belly full inside!” Said the troll. The troll reared back to eat the big billy goat, but the big billy goat reared back too. He brought his hard horns down on that trolls belly and made him cough up his brothers. The three brothers tip tapped, clip clopped and stamp stomped back to the other side and they never tried to cross the bridge again.