63 Recent Deviations
The Curse, chapter 5Gerwig stood up in a flame of outrage. His belled boots sang with his movement as he paced through the night cast stone courtyard. “Am I to be left alone with this province, just for this supposed curse? What if someone invades us?”The Curse, chapter 5 by Nojo-on-the-rojo
Hugo grinned. “No Normans or Ottomans will attack as long as my name lives.”
“I should hope that doesn’t happen!” shouted Gerwig. Servants fled this way and that, seeking to avoid their younger lord’s anger. The wizard and healer stayed.
The excitable Count Gerwig was red even in his skin now. His temples pulsed with tension. As his brother fought for ten years in Palestine, Gerwig was hunting in the Palatinate Forest, drinking with brigands and sopping up his brother’s new titles. Hugo had come back to a mound of debt and his sisters’ dowries ruined, for a time. Now his brother donned chain mail and guarded Hugo’s castle, as punishment. No amount of apologies would ever fix what was harmed,
The Eye of the Crow - OneWith the benefit of hindsight, I am forced to admit that the howling heart of a winter storm might not have been the most well-considered moment to run away from home. Of course, adolescents have never been renowned for their unerring wisdom, and I was no exception. All I knew then, the one thought running continuously through my mind as I belted on my dressing gown, stuffed my feet into layers upon layers of stockings and then into my brother’s over-sized boots, and threw a heavy woollen coat over all of it, was that I had to get out. It was all my fault, I had ruined everything, and the only thing left was to run.The Eye of the Crow - One by QuiEstInLiteris
And so I ran.
I had no plan – as I have said, this was not an intelligent decision. It was an impulse born of powerful emotion, fierce, chaotic, unpleasant, as thoroughly divorced from the guidance of intuition as it was from that of reason.
Divorced from self.
There was a bizarre sensation of separation. I felt I was barely in control of the hands that fumbled
all the pretty stars shine for youyou built me a ladder madeall the pretty stars shine for you by DalekCaanII
of moondust and said that it
went up to heaven but you lied;
heaven is a place on earth with
you, and you don't even know it
because despite what your ego
says, you think that you're nothing
(let me show you paradise)
you hate shallow girls,
carving their skin apart so that they
can tie them together to make a rope,
pulling them straight to the highest!
you said that they're cheaters, that
one told you that she'd take her
own life if you were to leave her;
she left you for someone else
despite all of her threats and
all of her fury,
i'm sorry that she took some
of the stars out of your eyes.
you said you would play songs
on the piano for me, on our
wedding anniversary far in the future;
i said i liked kings,
elvis and jim morrison and
you; king of the stars,
i would often romanticize;
you could've been my one and
only rock star,
the only one
and so when we climbed all
the way to the top, i had shown
you all of the scars
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