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“How can I go on this way? And how can I not?”
— As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals & Notebooks 1964-1980 by Susan Sontag
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location : king’s landing courtyard
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the steel of their blade flashed in the sun, rough cloth getting rubbed over it as kaelys pulled their feet up underneath them, powdered blue gaze watching as everyone milled about. with the aftermath of the ball, observing people as they attempted to make understanding of what had happened found kae interested in that more so than anything else. especially given that all of them needed to be wary, retaliation sure to come from all angles. in the little tuckaway they’d found for themselves, the steps of another were surprising ; the princess slowly stopping the shining of her weapon with an expectant expression. “ there is another bench over there. ”
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 of kings landing - an indelible tension that hovers uneasily on its tenants and tourists, something that’s beginning to suffocate the younger greyjoy. he wishes for home, to feel the waves wash upon his feet, to smell the salt of the sea. though he may lack valour and vicious traits that makes a greyjoy a greyjoy, pyke remains his home, and within its walls he has shed his blood and tears, and in exchange it has given him a sense of safety and belonging. as he traversed across the stones of the red keep, he feels a shiver run down his spine -- even his steps sound like someone else’s on southern grounds “ oh - so there is. congratulations on your unrivalled vision and grand ability to identify objects and their location sister. i have been sent to keep you company. considering the events that have transpired father believes none of his heirs should be alone for too long. ”
HARRIS DICKINSON in Matthias & Maxime (2019)
“My loyalty to the past — my most dangerous trait, the one that has cost me most.”
— As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals & Notebooks 1964-1980 by Susan Sontag