#vessillya

a form of daydream in her eyes. that very daydream momentarily cuts saber’s voice until she heard an inquiry from her. the daydream felt perpetual; every hazy vision felt alive until reality called her back. illya realises her fabricated lie. with her shoulders hunched and shy eyes look at shirou’s servant, she asks,  “    … can you repeat what you said … ??“

✞   Fictive fantasies are no more jolly than they are trite, but enthusiasm could, at least, strive to be a participant of this engagement. “Ah-- I was re-enacting the segment where Rapunzel lets her hair down to allow the prince entry into her tower.” Story-telling: an idea wildly suggested by Rin to vanquish boredom from the homunculus’ mind, as if the current pretense of their alliance requires further mending. Taboo queries, however, dare to challenge a new topic.

alexa, how do you remove a cursed image from your memory

handwriting meme  !!  ╱  accepting.

DEATHLESS.

      ‘ throughout the many years of my life i have      come to know that there is no such thing as luck. ’

            luck was the hope that someone so unprepared            could achieve what they otherwise could not. it was            that hope that led to complicity. to death. luck would            have no place in a war where skill was the only factor            in who would survive.

            fate, luck, destiny and even god himself would turn            a blind eye, wanting nothing to do with a war fed            by the lust and greed of those participating. he            would offer no console nor words of advice; only            a the cold realization of what she faces.

      ‘ you are alone in this war. i hope you are prepared. ’