if you had life eternal.

[etaernum]

❝ would you let me touch your soul forever? ❞

etaernum: a multimuse blog, mostly a test for now to see if I can actually manage it. Follows back from mantcdea. Summoned by Mint (27, any pronouns, evil).

A study in: holding on to your faith, choosing courage over fear, sinners and saints, making a deal with the devil, being a loser in a world of heroes, dancing in the moonlight, wielding god-like power wisely, leaps of faith, and life eternal.

Rules below the cut. Read before interacting and thank you in advance for reading them!

MUSES | MEMES

01: I don't write with muns under the age of 18, or ideally 20. If I can't find your age on your blog, I'll assume you're under 20 and I won't write with you.

02: Don't reblog threads you are not involved in. Don't use me as a resource blog (only exception is if the original blog no longer exists). Try not to reblog memes from me, but if you do please send me. I am multi-verse, multi-ship. OC & crossover friendly.

03: No godmodding unless it's minor.

04: I like shipping but no forcing ships and no saying our muses have a child without discussing it prior.

05: No drama. Outrage is addictive. If you're looking for that dopamine hit, look elsewhere. I treat fiction like fiction. If you can't handle it, block me. If you vague, block me. If you promote callout culture (over fictional writing), block me. Unless there is actual abuse involved, don't bother.

[etaernum]

The Creature made a very good point, and Wanda agreed. Differences should indeed be celebrated, for they made the world a richer, more interesting place. Life would be terribly boring if everyone was the same, but sadly, not many saw it that way. Narrow-mindedness was all too common, in her opinion. That was why she chose to approach people from a place of curiosity, not cruelty.

Wanda smiled when the Creature said her eyes saw souls, thanking her for helping him see himself that way. It proved her point — he was a compassionate being, at his core.

"You are welcome," she said warmly, a flicker of something pensive crossing her features as she mulled over his words. When, indeed, had difference become a synonym of wrongness? Wanda had no idea, but... she knew that people feared what they didn't understand.

Her smile slowly disappeared when the Creature asked what had rendered her so saddened. Was her sadness that obvious? In any case, he appeared to be more perceptive than most, so he would've noticed regardlesss. Russet brown eyes flickered to the fire; sparks danced lightly around the burning wood, the sounds of it filling the silence between them.

"The pattern," Wanda said, voice barely above a whisper, eyes still on the fire. "The repetition. The way history rhymes with itself. The tyranny of fear and how quickly morality is tossed aside when there is a witch to burn, a monster to kill. Things have not changed at all. The mob has not changed. They find the thing that is different, and they destroy it... over and over again."

There was anger bleeding through her words now, unmistakable, and a faint red glow flared in her eyes. Carefully, Wanda took a deep breath and it disappeared completely.

"That is what saddens me," she concluded. "The things people do when they are afraid, even if it means becoming worse than the threat they fear. The cruelty dressed as justice. It saddens me — every time."

[futurefoundations-blog]

marvel comics meme - five costumes - spider-man (miles morales)

[etaernum]

Leafy Therapist || closed reply

@thenexusofsouls, from here

Miles allowed a grateful smile to touch his lips, shoulders loosening like Jix had eased a little weight off them with his presence alone. The young man had been quietly humming a song to keep his nerves at bay, trying really hard to sketch something, but his pencil had not moved an inch. He stared at the blank space, closed his sketchbook and with a nod, he sat next to Jix.

Perhaps he shouldn't trust the other so quickly, so easily, but the tiny leafy creature in front of him had the most trustworthy face Miles had ever seen. Qué lindo, he thought as his smile widened.

"Jix," he repeated, the name coming out more solemn than he intended, "you can keep a secret right? I... I can't talk 'bout what's worrying me if I don't tell you somethin' personal, but I don't, uh... want anyone to know."

[frishbi]

my favorite german teleporter :D

[etaernum]

Kurt was positively melting with humbled delight as Jix complimented his appearance and eyes. He was such a sweet, selfless soul, almost like a walking, talking ray of pure sunshine in a plant-like form. A smile found the Nightcrawler's expression when the leafling said his own eyes weren't very big.

"Your eyes are just fine, Jix. Your eyes, your leaves, your roots — you are perfectly fine and adorable as you are," he said sincerely, wanting to uplift Jix as much as Jix had been able to uplift him.

He fell silent, however, as soon as his new friend announced that he'd come up with a new song. Smiling already, Kurt stayed very quiet and very still in excited anticipation. And the song didn't disappoint. Not in the slightest. If only the world could really be better, if only people could be kinder to each other... everything would be so different. The message of Jix's song was a beautiful one.

"That was even better!" Kurt beamed, clapping softly as his tail flicked. "Thank you for sharing your talent with me. The world needs more souls like yours, mein freund." Sincerity laced each word, all sadness gone from his eyes and the melancholy replaced with joy. Like a miracle. Perhaps Jix was a little miracle. "You want to stay and watch the stars with me?"

[c0micmagic]

“chaos magic. this place is made of chaos magic! it is of me! you will NOT kill me in this place again.”

「 ᱬ scarlet witch edits made by me, give creds if you use or repost ᱬ 」

[etaernum]

Her eyes softened with a hint of relief when Jix clarified he was not hurt. The smile on her face easily became a laugh as the leafling called her pretty and complimented her curly hair, her expression wondrous and warm.

"Thank you, Jix, so are you, on the outside and on the inside," she said graciously. Her eyes followed him, beyond fascinated. He reminded her of those magical creatures from the bedtime stories her aunt Marya would read her and Pietro when they were children. Jix did not only look like those wonderful beings, but he acted like one, too — curious, fun, gentle. Wanda felt like a little girl watching him, in the best way.

She clapped without hesitation when the small creature finished his dance, her smile wide and bright. Genuine smiles weren't as common for Wanda as they used to be, considering what the twins had been through — but Jix managed to truly make her smile.

"You are a good dancer. I loved it!" Wanda said, voice earnest, soft amusement all over her expression. She decided that she absolutely had to repay Jix's kindness. The woman looked down at her hands for just a moment, and she rubbed her palms together. "Tell me, what would you like to have right now? I think I could make it appear for you."

[littlewildling-rpg]

[livedtough]

@etaernum said: ❛  fear can turn to love, you'll learn to see.  ❜ / for Loki, from BALDR OF COURSEEEE

↣ THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

It may have been kinder if he had slapped him in the face, but Baldr the Beautiful would never sink so low. No, he would not lower himself to violence, no more than he would dare blemish his skin with contact with Loki's.

How insulting... To think that Loki was so foolish as to believe that if he only tried hard enough, if he only licked enough boots, if he only did enough favors, the hatred and fear that they felt for him would turn, suddenly, to love. He may have believed that once, but the years do have a way of showing one just how useless an endeavor may be. Does Baldr the Brilliant not think that Loki has tried? Does he not think that he has spent his life waiting?

Is he that naïve? That willfully ignorant? It makes Loki's blood boil. Baldr the Bright, who has never experienced hatred or fear. Who has never even so much had a hair out of place.

"I'll see?" he asks, voice cool despite the heat of anger. "I do not want to see. There is no love for Loki, and if there cannot be love, then I will have them fear me."

[etaernum]

His smile does not waver, but there is a hint of compassion gleaming in his gaze, subtle, fleeting, but present. Baldr, god of light, loved by all... except for one. He knows Loki cannot stand him, knows Loki hates him, but still, Baldr cannot hate him back — and he doesn't want to. His heart only has space for joy, compassion and gentleness. He has always been kind to all, even to the god of lies. Everyone deserves kindness, Baldr firmly believes this.

"Oh, Loki, come now — surely it's too beautiful a day to spend it frowning! You have such a brilliant mind, it's a shame to waste it on bitter words." His tone is earnest, warm as the summer sun. "You claim there is no love for you, but that is not true, I shall prove it. Join us at the midsommar celebration tonight. There is always a place for you at my table," he declares, all radiant light and smiling innocence. "Let us honor the sun together, and you will see just how loved you can be if you stop pushing us away."

Honestly, why would they not love Loki? Baldr does not understand, perhaps because he has so much love for all beings. He might be naive, despite his wisdom, but he has no desire to understand things like hatred, not when he can build a bridge, give a smile, extend an olive branch. He doesn't view himself as being above Loki. Perhaps Loki thinks otherwise, but Baldr? He doesn't believe that in the slightest.

[usergambit]

KURT WAGNER aka NIGHTCRAWLER in X-Men '97 (2024 - ) 02.07 - 'Strange Land, Savage Heart'

[livedtough]

@etaernum said: no  more  talk  of  darkness . / kurt to aj bc ofc i'm throwing my devout catholic at your vampiress

↣ THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

She doesn't really mean to make him uncomfortable. She doesn't really ever mean to make anyone uncomfortable. Sure, she's been known to scare a bigot or two in her time, but she finds it hard to believe that someone could look like Kurt and still hold prejudice. Which isn't saying there's anything wrong with him. As far as AJ's concerned, he's beautiful, but people who consider themselves normal have always had a problem with things that are truly beautiful.

Except, in this case, it feels more like that which is truly beautiful has a problem with her. Which she doesn't really take personally. Maybe it's a prejudice, and maybe she's wrong, but at the same time, she doesn't really feel like she can blame him. He's not being rude, just...frightened. Which she can't say she isn't used to. And she figures that he's probably used to it, too, so she figures she should cut him some slack.

"Sorry," she says, and she means it. "I guess I just thought that as Nightcrawler, you'd be more...I don't know. 'Creature of the Night'? But it's okay if that's not really your vibe."

[etaernum]

AJ is not wrong. Kurt is not prejudiced. Not only because he has been on the receiving end of it more times than he can count, but also because holding prejudice of any kind is entirely incompatible with his faith. At the end of the day, Kurt wants nothing more than to treat others with kindness and goodwill, as God intended. That is why he visits Claire's Room, he knows Mantis loves it here. And because, he'll admit it, he has grown fond of AJ. He's not afraid of her; she didn't ask to be turned just like he didn't ask to be born a mutant. He's afraid for her. For her soul.

So no, he doesn't want to talk about darkness. Which is not the same as not wanting to talk about the night. The night is his favorite, perhaps because he can disappear right into it, perhaps because he can see the stars, perhaps because Claire's Room opens its doors. Perhaps because he finds AJ beautiful too, even though he has figured out her condition. That is why he is afraid for her. He will pray for her soul. She is a beautiful person.

"Creature... Creature of the night?" Kurt repeats, amused. A hearty laugh escapes him, tail flicking behind him. "That is quite the nickname, mein Gott. It does not sound so bad." His head tilts, yellow eyes scanning the place. "I want... a German beer, please." Vibe. He likes that word. English does have some great words.

[rpmemes-galore]

Reblog this post to let mutuals know you're a-okay with them spamming you with ic asks / memes at any time!! Spontaneous interactions are great, fam

[manaborn]

The urge to punch him this time was strong but Gwen composes herself by taking a deep breath. Inhale. Very annoyed Exhale. She doesn't let that famed fiery temper of hers bubble through just yet and rolls her eyes in response. ❝ Why ? Genuinely why do you care what I'm working on ? ❞ she doesn't need a million questions nor anybody bothering her if they're not going to contribute. Not that he could.

Gwen chances a glance up at Johnny, brief, still visibly annoyed, gaze shifting from him to the diamond shaped nanochips on the table a second later. She picks one, holding it between her thumb and index finger up to the light where it began to shine.

❝ Y'know, when these activate they look for the nearest heat source and burrow into it's new host. It'll crawl along the inside of your skin, skitter its way up to your skull, dig through until it reaches your brain and latches on. You're extra hot, aren't you ? ❞ of course these are inert, have been for over a decade so they're completely harmless. Gwen just wants to see his reaction. ❝ Does anybody know you're here ? ❞ she smiles sweetly.

[etaernum]

He knows she's testing him. He may not be as brilliant as Reed or as clever as Sue, but Johnny is no fool. He notices. He realizes. He understands. The Human Torch has always been good at reading people, and he knows Gwen is giving him empty threats. It's endearing, really, and it is all too easy to play along.

His hands slide into his pockets, the gesture casual, lazy. Johnny alters his temperature, and when he steps forward, heat rolls off him in waves, as though daring the nanochips to get him, to dig right into his skull.

"Yeah, Ben knows I'm here — Ben Grimm, not your Ben." His tone is measured, almost playful. "I told him I was meetin' up with a cute girl." The words fall softly, voice curling through the air like smoke. "Green eyes, flaming hair... it's a shame she wants to use me as a lab rat." He straightens his posture, towering over her now.

"So go ahead. Let me turn up the heat and see if this thing nestles in my brain. It wouldn't be the messiest date I've had." He has unilaterally decided this is a date, of course. His chin tips up for emphasis. If Gwen expects fear, there's none.

[obxhub]

JJ MAYBANK in every episode

[etaernum]

I want to add muses from two specific movies here, but I think I should be able to think of those movies without crying first. One of them is Guillermo del Toro's latest masterpiece (yes I watched in November, no I'm not over it) and the other is based on a Stephen King novel (you can find my incredibly detailed commentary here.) These two films sent me into the most ridiculous, most uncontrollable crying sessions I've had in the last few years, and I'm simply not ready to rp as these characters yet :')

[rubyprompts]

𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚  𝒐𝒇  𝒋𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒖𝒔  𝒄𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒓     (     𝟏𝟓𝟗𝟗     )     sentence  starters .

♡    inspired  by    the  play  written  by     william  shakespeare  .     add  context    &     change  gendered  language  to  your  needs .     content  warning  for  suicidal  ideation     &     graphic  violence  .     happy  writing .ᐟ

❝  why  are  you  wearing  your  best  clothes ?  ❞

❝  i  don’t  meddle  in  politics  or  chase  women.  ❞

❝  you  ought  to  pray  for  god  to  spare  you  of  the  pain  you  deserve.  ❞

❝  if  we  take  away  [name]’s  support,  he’ll  be  forced  to  come  back  down  to  earth.  ❞

❝  whatever  you  want  me  to  do,  consider  it  done.  ❞

❝  i’m  not  competitive  like  you.  ❞

❝  don’t  let  me  hinder  you.  ❞

❝  i’ve  noticed  that  you  haven’t  been  as  affectionate  toward  me  lately.  ❞

❝  you’ve  been  like  a  stranger  to  me,  your  friend  who  loves  you.  ❞

❝  if  i  seem  guarded,  it’s  not  your  fault.  i  just  have  a  lot  on  my  mind.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  like  to  trouble  my  friends.  and  i  consider  you  a  good  friend.  ❞

❝  i’m  at  war  with  myself.  i’ve  forgotten  how  to  show  affection  to  others.  ❞

❝  i  misunderstood  you  …  i  kept  how  i  felt  to  myself  because  i  thought  you  wouldn’t  care.  ❞

❝  just  what  are  you  trying  to  do,  asking  me  to  look  inside  myself  for  something  i  won’t  find ?  ❞

❝  i’ll  be  the  mirror  that  shows  you  the  things  about  yourself  that  you  can’t  see.  ❞

❝  my  friendship  is  not  worthless.  i  don’t  make  the  same  promises  to  everybody.  ❞

❝  if  you  ever  hear  me  flattering  men  just  to  slander  them  behind  their  backs,  feel  free  to  call  me  ‘dangerous’  then.   ❞

❝  if  it’s  for  the  greater  good,  i’ll  do  it.  even  if  i  have  to  die.  ❞

❝  i  love  honor  more  than  i  fear  death.  ❞

❝  your  virtue  is  as  familiar  to  me  as  your  face.  ❞

❝  i’d  rather  die  than  worship  a  man  as  ordinary  as  i  am.  ❞

❝  i  was  born  just  as  free  as  he  was.  so  were  you.  ❞

❝  it  amazes  me  that  such  a  weak  man  could  hold  the  whole  world  in  the  palm  of  his  hand.  ❞

❝  sometimes,  men  can  be  masters  of  their  fate.  ❞

❝  the  fault  is  not  in  our  stars,  but  in us.  ❞

❝  what’s  so  special  about  [name]  ?     why  should  that  name  be  proclaimed  any  more  than  ours ?  ❞

❝  [place]  has  lost  the  breed  of  noble  bloods.  ❞

❝  i  have  no  doubt  that  you  love  me.  ❞

❝  i  understand  what  you  want  me  to  do  …  and  i’m  asking  you,  as  a  friend,  to  not  try  to  persuade  me  anymore.  ❞

❝  i’m  glad  that  i  could  light  even  a  small  fire  in  you.  ❞

❝  he  thinks  too  much.  men  like  him  are  dangerous.  ❞

❝  if  i  were  capable  of  being  afraid  of  anyone,  it  would  be  you.  ❞

❝  you  tugged  on  my  shirt.  do  you  have  something  to  say ?  ❞

❝  tell  me  what  happened  today  that  put  you  in  such  a  bad  mood.  ❞

❝  will  you  have  dinner  with  me  tonight ?   tomorrow  ?  ❞

❝  if  i’m  still  alive,  and  you’re  still  sane,  after  all  of  this  is  over,  we’ll  have  dinner.  ❞

❝  good  men  should  stick  only  to  the  company  of  other  good  men.  ❞

❝  we  either  take  him  down,  or  suffer  worse  than  we  are  now.  ❞

❝  men  are  meant  to  tremble  when  the  gods  send  warning  signs.  ❞

❝  our  father’s  minds  are  dead,  and  we  are  governed  with  our  mother’s  spirits.  ❞

❝  i  will  die  by  my  own  dagger  to  save  myself  from  being  enslaved.  ❞

❝  if  you  ever  grow  weary  of  life,  you  always  have  the  option  to  end  it.  ❞

❝  i  can  shake  off  the  tyranny  that  oppresses  me  whenever  i  choose.  ❞

❝  every  bondman  in  his  own  hand  bears  the  power  to  cancel  his  captivity.  ❞

❝  he  couldn’t  be  a  lion  if  you  weren’t  such  easy  prey.  ❞

❝  those  who  want  to  make  a  mighty  fire  must  start  with  weak  straws.  ❞

❝  i  might  be  speaking  to  a  willing  bondman,  in  which  case,  i’ll  pay  for  my  words.  ❞

❝  i  am  armed.  i  don’t  care  about  danger.  ❞

❝  evil  can  come  from  good,  just  as  poisonous  snakes  tend  to  come  out  into  the  open  on  bright,  sunny  days.  ❞

❝  think  of  [name]  like  a  serpent’s  egg   —   once  it  has  hatched,  it  becomes  dangerous,  like  all  serpents  do.  we  have  to  kill  him  while  he’s  still  in  the  shell.  ❞

❝  from  the  time  you  first  decide  to  do  something  horrible  to  the  moment  you  do  it,  everything  feels  unreal,  like  a  hideous  dream.  ❞

❝  are  you  ashamed  to  show  your  face  even  at  night,  when  evil  is  most  free ?     where  will  you  find  a  cave  dark  enough  to  hide  your  monstrous  face  by  daybreak ? ❞

❝  your  strange  mood  hasn’t  let  you  eat,  or  talk,  or  sleep.  if  it  changed  your  outside  as  much  as  it  has  affected  your  insides,  i  wouldn’t  even  be  able  to  recognize  you.  ❞

❝  as  your  partner,  shouldn’t  i  know  about  what’s  troubling  you ?     or  am  i  only  part  of  you  sometimes   —   to  keep  you  company  at  dinner,  keep  your  bed  warm,  and  talk  to  you  every  now  and  then ?  ❞

❝  tell  me  your  secrets.  i  won’t  betray  you.  ❞

❝  i’ve  given  myself  a  wound  here  on  my  thigh  to  prove  my  loyalty  to  you.  if  i  can  bear  that  pain,  i  can  bear  your  secrets.  ❞

❝  i’ll  follow  you  anywhere.  i’m  satisfied,  knowing  that  you’re  leading  me.  ❞

❝  when  beggars  die,  there  are  no  comets.  the  heavens  only  announce  the  deaths  of  princes.  ❞

❝  cowards  die  many  times  before  their  deaths.  the  valiant  never  taste  death  but  once.  ❞

❝  it’s  strange  to  me  that  men  fear  death,  seeing  that  death,  a  necessary  end,  will  come  when  it  will  come.  ❞

❝  your  wisdom  is  consumed  in  confidence.  ❞

❝  don’t  be  so  foolish  as  to  think  you  can  sway  me  from  what’s  right  by  using  the  tactics  that  persuade  fools.  ❞

❝  if  you  kneel  and  beg  and  flatter  me,  i  will  kick  you  out  of  my  way  like  a  begging  dog.  ❞

❝  even  you,  [name] ?  ❞

❝  i  could  live  a  thousand  years  and  i  wouldn’t  be  as  ready  to  die  as  i  am  right  now.  ❞

❝  there’s  no  place  i’d  rather  die  than  by  your  side.  ❞

❝  it’s  true  that  i  loved  you.  nothing  could  be  truer.  ❞

❝  if  i  had  as  many  eyes  as  you  have  wounds,  and  they  wept  as  fast  as  your  wounds  stream  blood,  even  that  would  be  better  than  joining  your  enemies  in  friendship.  ❞

❝  the  evil  that  men  do  lives  after  them,  but  the  good  is  often  buried  with  them.  ❞

❝  bear  with  me.  my  heart  is  in  the  coffin  there  with  him.  ❞

❝  i  haven’t  come  to  steal  away  your  heart.  ❞

❝  what  has  he  done  to  deserve  your  love ?  ❞

❝  i  don’t  think  of  you  as  any  more  than  property.  a  means  to  an  end.  ❞

❝  even  some  that  smile  in  our  faces  are  plotting  against  us.  ❞

❝  when  love  begins  to  sicken  and  decay,  it  makes  way  for  dishonesty.  ❞

❝  you  have  done  me  wrong.  ❞

❝  if  you  were  anyone  else  and  said  that  to  me,  those  words  would  be  your  last.  ❞

❝  i’d  rather  be  a  dog  howling  at  the  moon  than  that  kind  of  man.  ❞

❝  do  not  provoke  me.  ❞

❝  you’re  forgetting  yourself  if  you’re  trying  to  corner me.  ❞

❝  if  you  care  about  your  health,  you  won’t  provoke  me  any  further.  ❞

❝  leave.  you  little  man.  ❞

❝  don’t  take  my  love  for  granted.  i  may  do  something  i’ll  be  sorry  for.  ❞

❝  don’t  you  have  enough  love  for  me  to  bear  with  me  when  the  bad  temper  i  inherited  from  my  mother  makes  me  forgetful ?  ❞

❝  from  now  on,  when  you  get  moody  with  me,  i’ll  assume  it’s  your  mother  speaking.  ❞

❝  you’d  have  to  kill  me  to  stop  me.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  think  you  could  get  this  angry.  ❞

❝  no  one  bears  sorrow  better  than  me.  ❞

❝  great  men  ought  to  endure  great  losses.  ❞

❝  good  words  are  better  than  bad  strokes,  [name].  ❞

❝  you’re  not  going  to  be  killed  by  a  traitor  unless  you  kill  yourself.  ❞

❝  i  wasn’t  born  to  die  on  your  sword.  ❞

❝  this  might  be  the  last  time  we’ll  speak  to  each  other.  ❞

❝  i  find  it  cowardly  and  vile  to  kill  yourself  early  to  evade  accountability.  ❞

❝  if  we  lose,  you’ll  be  content  to  be  paraded  through  the  streets  in  chains ?  ❞

❝  i  will never  allow  myself  to  return  to  [place]  in  chains.  ❞

❝  i’ve  become  an  enemy  to  my  own  soldiers.  ❞

❝  today  is  the  day  i  breathed  my  first  breath.  time  has  come  around,  and  i’ll  end  where  i  began.  ❞

❝  my  life  has  run  its  compass.  ❞

❝  i’m  a  coward  for  living  long  enough  to  see  my  best  friend  taken  before  my  very  eyes.  ❞

❝  you  shall  be  revenged  by  the  very  same  sword  that  killed  you.  ❞

❝  so  i  am  free.  but  i  didn’t  want  to  be  free  like  this.  ❞

❝  i’ll  run  far  from  this  place,  where  no  one  will  ever  find  me.  ❞

❝  our  sun  has  set.  our  day  is  over.  we’re  finished.  ❞

❝  you  are  still  mighty.  ❞

❝  the  world  will  never  produce  another  like  you.  ❞

❝  i  owe  you  more  tears  than  you’ll  ever  see  me  shed.  ❞

❝  surrender,  or  you  will  die.  ❞

❝  i  would  rather  have  you  as  a  friend  than  an  enemy.  ❞

❝  i’d  rather  kill  myself.  ❞

❝  i  know  that  my  hour  has  come.  ❞

❝  our  enemies  have  driven  us  to  the  edge  of  the  grave.  ❞

❝  i  ask  that  you  hold  my  sword  handle  while  i  run  into  it.  ❞

❝  that  is  no  job  for  a  friend.  ❞

❝  he  was  the  noblest  man  of  them  all.  ❞