relationship dynamics 💎 roman & elethea { @highaevr }
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relationship dynamics 💎 roman & elethea { @highaevr }
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THEY DRAG WITH THEM MORE HEARTACHE THAN A SMALL BAND SHOULD CARRY. circe has heard them coming ; has heard their footfall and their voices and their laughter and their tears for YEARS, for as long as she can remember. there are plenty of important players in this world, people who bring with them echoes of themselves that will bounce about the world for generations, but THIS ONE ... she is more than that. there are shards of her and what she has done and what she will do stuck in all of history from ostegar onwards. and that sort of change ... it is LOUD. so circe lingers by the exit of the bridge just outside lothering, a place that it soon to be little more than ash and rot, and WAITS.
they’re leaving today, more people in their party and unknowing what will be left of the people they have spoken to who do not leave with them. circe will not be staying here. but she must ... she must say something. SOMETHING HELPFUL. “elethea cousland,” she calls, voice quiet but carrying as the woman herself approaches to leave lothering, “you - - - hello. you did not - do not - know me, but i ... know you. of you. i have - - - news.”
“ i think they’re finally asleep, @highaevr. i never thought they’d sleep. ”
@highaevr: “It’s like I can feel it trying to get inside my head.” ↳ shannara prompts / accepting!
“You can’t let it in, Thea. You have to fight.” Elspeth felt a swell of panic at the thought of her sister being overwhelmed by whatever’s been stalking Hawkins. She took Elethea’s hands in her own without thinking. Instantly, the light representing Thea in Elspeth’s mind flared brightly, and all Elspeth thought of was warmth and light. Something to fill in the cracks where the darkness creeps in. “Just like this.” Protecting herself was one of the first things Elspeth learned how to do; she could only hope her protection would extend to her sister as well.
#we love and support elethea cousland
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very controversial of u to say that shipping incest is wrong and i'm blocking u actually for such a hot hot take bye
ugh no i'll miss u and ur bitey woman <//3
it is odd to meet another living myth. esyllt knows the stories ; she remembers her cousin who had been at the landsmeet speaking in hushed tones under the crackling fire one cold winter night, about THE WARDEN. or another in a stony voice about OSTEGAR, about the light in the tower, about the woman who lit it. and now she is here. it is unnerving to think that one day people will know esyllt only through stories from distant relation, worse still to think they ALREADY DO. still - - - ALL NERVES ASIDE, she was raised to be the lady of ostwick. she was raised for greetings to such lofty people.
those greetings were never meant to be made at the gate of a crumbling keep still being repaired. there is, at least, clean and comfortable enough rooms to house guests and a great hall for them to peer at. hands are held at her sides and the glaring sunlight seems to catch the glowing sliver cut through her palm. “teyrna cousland,” it is the most fitting of the many titles, esyllt believes, for this moment, “i cannot overstate how honored we are to have your support.”
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a pie for @highaevr:
flaky crust. cherry, pomegranate and blackberry filling. lattice top. served with vanilla bean ice cream. name: the queen of hell. inspired by ned’s association between persephone and elethea.