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Send in 📜 for an incorrect quote - kili & seladon ( @silvrns )

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@silvrns said: ❛ I want to be great, or nothing. ❜ for kili !
“ i suppose you shall have to be great then, ” he said simply, the beginnings of a smile on his lips. but there was only a touch of mischief in his eyes -- not so much that she could mistake his meaning. his words were true and he was as certain of that as he was of the blood that ran through his veins. “ you will be great, ” he repeated, leaning towards her as his smile softened. “ for you could never be nothing. ”
[ plotted starter. ] ♡ for seladon › silvrns
‘ i used to think the same way, you know. want the same thing. [ ... ] sometimes, i worry that i still do. ’ it is a difficult thing to admit, to acknowledge THE RAGE still burning bright in the pit of her gut —— bright as the blue of her healing vliyaya raised to the brunt of a gaping wound. the skeksis have done nothing but to hurt their world. separate them, use them, kill them. death is what they deserve for their crimes, & even then, it seems too much a mercy for the gravity of it all. & yet, much as her blood sings at the thought of wrapping her bola ‘round their putrid necks, SHE KNOWS BETTER. SHE IS BETTER. & they all must be, if anything is to matter.
a hand slides across the table, toward seladon. not reaching, not exactly. but, [ ... ] an offer. a request, perhaps. for some sort of understanding between them two. not an easy feat, to be sure, as she holds her own reservations about their all-maudra, but if this journey has taught her anything, it is that above all, they must TRY. nothing will get done if they do not.
‘ we cannot kill them. we can’t. no matter what they have done, it is out of the question. ’ her voice resonates, firm & confident. A VOICE THAT WOULD MAKE HER MOTHER PROUD, or so she hopes. the conflict is still there, & naia will never be rid of it, she thinks, but she cannot let it stop her. ‘ we will be the same as them. murderers who see fit to eliminate an entire race. & i, for one, do not wish for that legacy for our race. we are gelfling, not skeksis. we will not become them. with all due respect, all-maudra, you must see that. ’ her eyes blaze bright, pleading & hoping with all her might. wherever their plans from here go, they must not turn to slaughter.
the blade notches itself beneath his chin in brutal shades of familiarity ( sword : a synonym for the broken trajectory of a man’s life, the endless weaving of forward momentum crisscrossing with backsteps & pauses --- did the sword promise a quick death? or a stormy treaty set loose upon ancient tides? ). HE DOES NOT SHUDDER FROM IT ; if death finds him, it finds him with a grin! there will be no coward’s funeral thrown in his honour --- he presses himself closer to the blade, a challenge curled in his bared teeth.
& his smile grows wider, a deadly point --- something bitter floods his mouth, fangs splitting apart his tongue [ ... ] WORRY? ‘ have you ever taken a life before? OR WILL I BE YOUR FIRST? ‘ he licks the blood from his teeth until the stains are replaced with gleaming white. ‘ i’m honoured, really : but isn’t there a way we could discard the sword, have a lovely little chat? ‘
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@silvrns asked: “The city looks different at night.”
A tapered ear flicks as her daughter’s voice, although weary, sweetens the cold, still night air. Snow glances down at the Vapran citadel. Nearly all lamps are extinguished, and save for the ever-present, ever-vigilant guard, most are asleep at such a late hour. For now, there is no threat of invasion, not when the snow is piled so high and thick, not when the skeksis lost the Hunter and the General and all clans have formed an alliance against their corrupted rulers. One might almost think that all is well given the city’s sleepy countenance.
They both know better, of course, but such is a comforting thought.
“To many, especially the young, the darkness is a thing to fear, but never have I thought so,” she muses aloud. “Cities look peaceful, and clarity is brought to every thought, like the stars and moons bring light.”
A gentle hand reaches down to rest against the weary all-maudra’s shoulder. “HOPE and rest can night bring. Can you feel it?”

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@silvrns said: I’ll meet you after dark
he tried to hold back the smug grin -- but only succeeded for a moment. perhaps he should feel badly about drawing her away from her duties, or attempting to distract her when she ought to be focused on more important matters. but, at times like this, when he succeeded... he found he couldn’t regret it at all. he caught her fingers in his, squeezing gently before she could escape back to the dull council meeting he could not imagine having to endure. “ after dark, then, ” he whispered and brought her hand to his lips, dropping a gentle kiss on her palm. “ tell me where... ”
“ i’m sorry -- i promise i know better than to stare, but... ” she found the impulse was too strong. for so long, she had been sheltered by a protective father, kept hidden behind palace walls and ignorant of the magic that lay beyond. but now -- now that she so readily escaped into the forest whenever she was able... she found that she could not learn the ways of the world fast enough. she knew of goblins and fairies and unicorns... but the gelfling, she felt, held a special fascination... “ you mean all of your women have wings? i’m so envious! i’m convinced it’s positively dreary being a human, ” she added with a laugh.
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he wasn’t unfamiliar with gelfling, to say the least. he had heard of them from the stories of his elders. they didn’t come through ferngully often is what he was told. yet, he’s pretty sure this creature fit the bill for exactly that! wings bring him down to eye level, brows raising in shock before he brings himself back together. arms cross against his chest, a scoff leaving him. “huh! i thought gelfling were just stories! yet---...here you are.” // @silvrns