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2015 Lothson LA Signature
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ā Ā š ššššššĀ šššĀ šššššĀ ššĀ ššššĀ ššššššššš:Ā Ā but nothing's to be done:Ā Ā the long and short of it is this:Ā Ā Endure. Ā ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā @lothsonāāā Ā / Ā sc.
@lothsonā said:Ā ā and the saddest part of all? youāll cling to the good memories, as if there were any. ā for gawain
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā as if there were any. his memories cast back to childhood, to moments when they were all together. before they were filled with duty and chasing honor. no, childhood hadnāt been perfect, but at least it had been better than this. better than burying his brothers, dead at the hand of a man he had considered a friend, a brother born not of blood.Ā ā do you think so little of me, brother, that you think i would excuse the man who did this?Ā ā of course, gawain didnāt only mean lancelot. yes, it had been lancelot that brought the blade to bear, but it had been gawainās absent blade that had been unable to stop the slaughter.Ā ā whatever fidelity there was between lancelot and i, it is over now.Ā ā
āĀ Ā YOUĀ Ā SHOULDĀ Ā BEĀ Ā MOREĀ Ā CAREFULĀ ,Ā Ā sirĀ Ā mordredĀ .Ā Ā āĀ Ā howĀ Ā toĀ Ā speakĀ Ā inĀ Ā poetryĀ Ā withoutĀ Ā aĀ Ā poetāsĀ Ā heart -string ,Ā Ā howĀ Ā toĀ Ā beĀ Ā cosmicĀ Ā withoutĀ Ā losingĀ Ā body :Ā Ā sheĀ Ā isĀ Ā stillĀ Ā aĀ Ā studyĀ Ā inĀ Ā allĀ Ā theĀ Ā waysĀ Ā thatĀ Ā matter .Ā Ā butĀ Ā herĀ Ā voiceĀ Ā says ,Ā Ā listenĀ ,Ā Ā andĀ Ā theĀ Ā worldĀ Ā echoesĀ Ā inĀ Ā unison .Ā Ā sayingĀ Ā withoutĀ Ā speakingĀ Ā isnātĀ Ā anĀ Ā artĀ Ā forĀ Ā mortalĀ Ā girls .Ā Ā āĀ Ā someĀ Ā woundsĀ Ā donātĀ Ā healĀ Ā soĀ Ā easily .Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā / Ā * Ā ā§ Ā @lothsonā
from @lothsonā [Ā ā iām terrified down to my very roots that there are parts of myself that can never be filled ā ]
āGods. . .ā Ferrus can relate, Ferrus can relate so much that it hurts. Heās quick to close the distance between him, quick to wrap his arms around Mordred and pull his head to his chest.Ā āMordred Iāā Now isnāt the time to confess your undying love, you fool.Ā āI know itās scary and I know things are hardāGods do I know what itās like to feel this wayābut I firmly believe thereās someone out there that will help you have a full, happy heart. I firmly believe that you can learn to love yourself more than you already do.ā
Ferrus holds him tight and presses a kiss to the top of his head. Theyāre in private so he can afford to be soft. He can afford to treat Mordred as more than just a prince. He can treat Mordred like a friend.Ā āYou deserve to be held; you deserve to be valued not as a prince or a noble, but as a person.ā He murmurs, quiet and soft.Ā āIāā He hesitates once more.Ā āI love you, Mordred. Youāre a wonderful friend.ā Oh, but he wants to say so much more. If only he had the courage; if only he had the audacity.Ā āIām so glad to know youāIām so grateful to have you in my life.ā
&Ā Ā @lothson
Ā WHATĀ Ā PEOPLEĀ Ā OFTENĀ Ā NEGLECTĀ Ā Ā toĀ Ā mentionĀ Ā isĀ Ā thatĀ Ā theĀ Ā mostĀ Ā visceralĀ Ā ofĀ Ā momentsĀ Ā isnātĀ Ā beforeĀ Ā deathĀ Ā swipesĀ Ā herĀ Ā scytheĀ Ā throughĀ Ā theĀ Ā air,Ā Ā butĀ Ā immediatelyĀ Ā after.Ā Ā theĀ Ā momentĀ Ā leadingĀ Ā toĀ Ā havingĀ Ā aĀ Ā deadĀ Ā bodyĀ Ā inĀ Ā frontĀ Ā ofĀ Ā youĀ Ā isĀ Ā crucialĀ Ā too,Ā Ā butĀ Ā adrenalineĀ Ā takesĀ Ā over,Ā Ā fightĀ Ā orĀ Ā flightĀ Ā blindsĀ Ā theĀ Ā senses,Ā Ā aĀ Ā thousandĀ Ā thoughtsĀ Ā silencedĀ Ā untilĀ Ā thereĀ Ā isĀ Ā onlyĀ Ā theĀ Ā one.Ā Ā animalĀ Ā instinct,Ā Ā almost.Ā Ā survivalĀ Ā isĀ Ā paramount,Ā Ā thereĀ Ā isĀ Ā noĀ Ā otherĀ Ā objective.Ā Ā butĀ Ā afterĀ Ā ??Ā Ā theĀ Ā worldĀ Ā fallsĀ Ā silence.Ā Ā glassyĀ Ā eyesĀ Ā shiftĀ Ā heavenwardĀ Ā toĀ Ā avoidĀ Ā lookingĀ Ā atĀ Ā theĀ Ā personĀ Ā layingĀ Ā inĀ Ā aĀ Ā heapĀ Ā ofĀ Ā bloodĀ Ā andĀ Ā visceraĀ Ā beforeĀ Ā herĀ Ā andĀ Ā forĀ Ā aĀ Ā fewĀ Ā slow,Ā Ā agonisingĀ Ā seconds,Ā Ā sheĀ Ā doesnātĀ Ā knowĀ Ā whatĀ Ā toĀ Ā do.Ā Ā justĀ Ā becauseĀ Ā sheāsĀ Ā killedĀ Ā beforeĀ Ā neverĀ Ā preparesĀ Ā herĀ Ā forĀ Ā theĀ Ā act,Ā Ā neverĀ Ā quiteĀ Ā dampensĀ Ā theĀ Ā acute,Ā Ā debilitatingĀ Ā feelingĀ Ā ofĀ Ā despairĀ Ā whichĀ Ā takesĀ Ā aĀ Ā holdĀ Ā ofĀ Ā herĀ Ā body.Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā (Ā Ā OH,Ā Ā DAUGHTERĀ Ā OFĀ Ā THEĀ Ā STARS,Ā Ā YOURĀ Ā HEARTĀ Ā ISĀ Ā TOOĀ Ā SOFTĀ Ā TOĀ Ā SOAKĀ Ā INĀ Ā OTHERSāĀ Ā BLOOD.Ā Ā )Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā herĀ Ā handĀ Ā isĀ Ā vibratingĀ Ā strangely,Ā Ā butĀ Ā sheĀ Ā usesĀ Ā itĀ Ā toĀ Ā wipeĀ Ā theĀ Ā grimeĀ Ā fromĀ Ā herĀ Ā face,Ā Ā smudgingĀ Ā crimsonĀ Ā acrossĀ Ā pallidĀ Ā skin.Ā Ā butĀ Ā ladyĀ Ā fateĀ Ā isĀ Ā rarelyĀ Ā kindĀ Ā enoughĀ Ā toĀ Ā offerĀ Ā respite,Ā Ā andĀ Ā atĀ Ā theĀ Ā soundĀ Ā toĀ Ā herĀ Ā leftĀ Ā sheĀ Ā spins,Ā Ā theĀ Ā swordāsĀ Ā sharpĀ Ā edgeĀ Ā reflectingĀ Ā moonlight,Ā Ā dampenedĀ Ā byĀ Ā cruor.Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā showĀ Ā yourself.Ā Ā ā
āāā Ā Ā ššššš Ā Ā Ā ššššššššš Ā . Ā Ā ā Ā Ā why Ā Ā Ā ,Ā Ā Ā Ā itāsĀ Ā Ā Ā for Ā Ā Ā you Ā Ā Ā , Ā Ā Ā of Ā Ā Ā course Ā Ā Ā ! Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā smile Ā Ā Ā on Ā Ā Ā rose Ā Ā Ā lips Ā Ā Ā brightensĀ Ā Ā asĀ Ā Ā sheĀ Ā Ā pressesĀ Ā Ā theĀ Ā Ā flowerĀ Ā Ā intoĀ Ā Ā hisĀ Ā Ā handĀ Ā Ā . Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā afterĀ Ā Ā allĀ Ā Ā ,Ā Ā Ā theyĀ Ā Ā sayĀ Ā Ā wearingĀ Ā Ā whiteĀ Ā Ā heathersĀ Ā Ā willĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā protectĀ Ā Ā oneĀ Ā Ā fromĀ Ā Ā allĀ Ā Ā harmĀ Ā Ā .Ā Ā Ā Ā ā
/Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā @lothsonāĀ Ā ā”ād Ā Ā Ā for Ā Ā a Ā Ā Ā starter .
@lothsonāā liked for a starter!
Ā Ā Ā " š¬ šššššš, ššš ššš? "Ā The voice comes from Mordred's right, sudden and jarring. He arrived as silent as death and just as swiftly (but no patron of death would be as colorful as he). Jaskier leans against the tavern bar and rests his chin in his hand, taking him inā yes, heās sure heās a knight. He knows the type well. They all look the same, all carry themselves the sameā And he wants to know his story. Wants to know what made that scuff there, that scar here. A knight is only as good as his feats, after all. "What's a knight like you have to do in a town like this? Certainly doesn't seem like a place that would have any noble errands or.. whatever." He waves a halfhearted little flourish. No one should expect top-quality bardic turn of phrase this close to close.
