Maidmyth

“Once someone touched my jaw so softly I cried. Once someone held my hand so lightly I wept —”

— Sanna Wani, from “Meditation”, My Grief, the Sun

𝓁etter, @breathandshadow. — YOU WANT A BETTER STORY. WHO WOULDN'T?

forbidden fruit in feminine form. utterly wild little thing you are, say the gods. let us tame you. o', divines above: yes! yes, tame her, subdue her, break her, whatever you wish to do [ . . . ] but do not forget her. please, do not. (after everything, am i truly so easy to discard?) silence lingers after comment, heavy as world 'pon shoulders. (world itself as wound, as chain, as rope... yet as heart despite it all.) " yes, i do. " she confesses, in fear of listening fate. " but only sometimes. because if not me, then who will? i suffer, indeed i do, but i would rather i suffer these atrocities than allow another to. though... i suspect that sounds quite foolish, doesn't it? "

also . whose muse is going to give remilia the nickname / pet name "sugar" <33

plotting call? ♡

stop treating killing dragons as this act of bravery and valor. maybe ou should be kissieng and loving the dragons instead. and be more niceys