Astia valla femundis

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@ask-cullenrutherford

I am… (sighs.)

Commander. Do you really think he…?

[ask-cullenrutherford]

Whether or not I want to believe it, the fact remains. I’d suggest you forget everything you thought you knew about him and carry on. 

[imago-liber]

… It can not be that simple. If it was all a facade…

[ask-cullenrutherford]

And if it wasn’t, what does that change?  We cannot hesitate to strike him down when the moment comes. You know what he intends to do. Lingering on– past kindnesses can only weaken us.

[imago-liber]

…I suppose it changes nothing. At least, it does not change how we operate. Maybe it would be– (sighs.) 

This will not affect my duties, to the Divine nor to what remains of our organization.

[ask-cullenrutherford]

As it should. I don’t claim to know what he was to you, but we have both seen the price of allowing personal considerations to interfere. It cannot happen again.

[imago-liber]

...

No, it should not.

[imago-liber]

@ask-cullenrutherford

I am… (sighs.)

Commander. Do you really think he…?

[ask-cullenrutherford]

Whether or not I want to believe it, the fact remains. I’d suggest you forget everything you thought you knew about him and carry on. 

[imago-liber]

… It can not be that simple. If it was all a facade…

[ask-cullenrutherford]

And if it wasn’t, what does that change?  We cannot hesitate to strike him down when the moment comes. You know what he intends to do. Lingering on– past kindnesses can only weaken us.

[imago-liber]

...I suppose it changes nothing. At least, it does not change how we operate. Maybe it would be-- (sighs.) 

This will not affect my duties, to the Divine nor to what remains of our organization.

[imago-liber]

@ask-cullenrutherford

I am… (sighs.)

Commander. Do you really think he…?

[ask-cullenrutherford]

Whether or not I want to believe it, the fact remains. I’d suggest you forget everything you thought you knew about him and carry on. 

[imago-liber]

... It can not be that simple. If it was all a facade...

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i stayed up too late now i'm silly tired and everything is funny and im crying also please watch this im dying /watch?v=QNtuAvGvRo8 i get that this is supposed to be empowering but I CANT DEAL WITH IT THE WAY SHE SINGS THE CHORUS EVERY TIME SHE SAYS FUCK I CRY A LITTLE MORE MY STOMACH HURTS AND I CANT STOP LAUGHING

I’m sure this appeals to someone’s...sensibilities.

I would suggest that you get some rest.

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@ask-cullenrutherford

I am... (sighs.)

Commander. Do you really think he...?

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stay safe

I am always safe. You needn’t worry.

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/watch?v=ZuIDh4XIzxU

I...have not heard this song for some time. Not since...Skyhold...

... Thank you for the song, and the reminder.

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/watch?v=yxeVSS8deBo

This one feels similar...to the former. I am...uncertain how, I cannot describe it. It is quirky and seems to be less serious, nevermind the song title. What sane person would want to do that with a shark?

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/watch?v=AGfWQSmMsMA

The atmosphere in this song is very clear. Though I do not recognize the language, that the message holds a deliberate message is evident enough in its arrangement. I appreciate it, though I would not go out of my way to hear it. Despite that, I offer my thanks for sharing it with me.

[colinalvarez-music]

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And the seed needs the water Before it grows out of the ground But it just keeps on getting hotter And the hunger more profound Well, I know there can come tears from the eyes But they may as well be in vain Even though I know these tears come with pain Even so And just the same

[imago-liber]

These murals...it’s--

...no.

[imago-liber]

If nothing else

I am a fire

raging and burning as I streak the sky

with my ire and my eyes

No rain nor storm

may take your warmth

only the wind can truly be my guide

as smoke pillars and billows over head, over mine.

My blaze dims to embers

but I linger

hidden in the hearts of the splintered

in the bleary eyes of a fever,

and should another breath come

of comeuppance, of fate

be still, don’t wake

I will rise from ashes and be your bringer

of disaster, raining sweltering misery from my fingers.

Blind, am I?

There is no justice, look around!

Filter through my grey and you will find

no pity for your indignation

only power

only thirst

the quenching of which can only come

if you let me burn.

~F

[imago-liber]

you should know- being able to talk with you still makes my heart happy. i hope you're doing well.

I am glad that it does. I am well enough, thank you.

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/watch?v=G-jMWzfj9gM

Thank you. That was more energetic than I am used to from that performer. Admittedly my experience with them is limited. It was a pleasant surprise.

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One must be careful venturing through thorns; Flowers are prone to wilt in crowns of thorns.

When blood weeps from fingers pricked, fingers torn The sweet scent is skewered in crowns of thorns.

Burden gone, but memory stays forelorn Scars will always remain from crowns of thorns.

To touch each others’ scars, we feel scorn Bitter yet free of the yoke and crowns of thorns.

Tendencies that compel us are foreborne Why question how we're stuck on crowns of thorns?

And hanging glass bells needlessly adorn The red and dreary haze of crowns of thorns.

The chime of rain and sunrise has me worn Dreams that hope to abscond these crowns of thorns.

Ravens peck and tear in shrubs of hawthorn Picking branches dry, wings like crowns of thorns.

Its berries taste like you, and so I mourn A wolf whose shadow casts a crown of thorns.

~F

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Gone, gone, gone again

Hm.