Citations

I was ready to become your sword - to fight the world for you.

When your name finds my lips,
Everything feels alright ;
Looks like a smile,
Tastes like honey;
It feels good, my love,
It feels right.

"Nostalgic for one I've yet to meet and places I've never seen, I am homesick for the unknown; I suppose that's called a dream."

"We take daylight for granted ,
but moonlight is another matter"

“We talk so much of  light, please let me speak on behalf of  the good dark. Let us talk more of how dark the beginning of a day is.”

“… And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

“My troubles are all over, and I am at home; and often before I am quite awake, I fancy I am still in the orchard at Birtwick, standing with my old friends under the apple-trees.”

"Tu vois ce moment entre le sommeil et le réveil ? Ce moment où on se souvient d'avoir rêvé. C'est là que je t'aimerais toujours. C'est là où je t'attendrai."

"He heard the sound of voices…and laughter—and hellos and goodbyes—and all the jumbled language of the past—so sweet, so unbearably sweet."

Abyss favors the forsaken

‘ would you believe me if i told you i was once nobility?
a valuable match, even, had i stayed in that world. ’

“She is water, powerful enough to drown you, soft enough to cleanse you, deep enough to heal you…”

"life itself is only a vision, a dream. nothing exists save empty space and you, and you are but a thought"

« Tout bien considéré, vous avez eu de la chance dans votre malheur. Vous avez échoué sur cette île-ci, et pas sur celle où les enfants se transforment en ânes, ni celle où les marins deviennent des cochons. Y avez-vous pensé à ça, capitaine ? »

damn girl are you a wild animal being held in captivity
because you are just pacing around rooms nonstop and taking eye contact as a sign of agression

i need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing; i need my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology; ‘cause i am no mother, i am no bride, i am king

There were worlds, and stories, endless nights and flickering lights, dreams taking shape and shining, in the pale glow and soft darkness, like some forgotten wonders.

There were beasts, sages, kings and forgotten ones, great ones and secrets long forgotten by the whispers themselves.

There was a time, long lost by men and sleeping in hearts, where legends once came to life.
And it was nothing but a turn of a page for them to wake up once again.

In the darkness, I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator

“The thing itself had never forgotten its glory days. Everything was rotting but the memory of that night wasn’t.”

"The World Tree grows with Roots in Darkness,
while the Branches reach for Light.“

“Your hands might have been cold as ice but your lips were just as soft as before.”

You have killed gods with your teeth. You have killed kings with your jaws. There is nothing left in this world that can hold you back now.

the sea is the earth’s most haunted environment. the density of ghosts per square metre is unparalleled. every tide is a time machine. every whale song is a spirit box

character who is sun-coded but not in the traditional ray-of-sunshine way. character who is sun-coded in the sense that they burn hot and bright and powerful, that they’re a raging fury of fire and passion, and that maybe, just maybe, they are destroying themselves as they do so.

character who is moon-coded but not in the sensible, mysterious way. character who is moon-coded in the sense that they have no light of their own and rely on the sun. they are a lonely rock, orbiting the earth, orbiting the sun. they are the first in the sun's line of fire.

im not interested in glory through combat anymore. i do not want to be a part of this shit.

on the battlefield again