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Continuous Victory


What poison can be more severe?

What sickness can twist the mind?

Like Victory, that shapes passion to stillness.

Like Victory, that turns ally to bitter foe.

What sin can be more grievous, than to win?

Until Then



I'm the Crack in your Floor.

I'm the Weed in your Garden.

I will Bite and Struggle.

I will Fight to Stay Alive.

Until the Land is Green.

Until the Blood has Dried.

Until Paradise Comes. Grows?

(the last lines are scratched out)

I am your friend, I am on your side. Think that. Keep thinking that. Think it until it's lodged into your mind.

You almost cost me everything, but in the end you cost me nothing.

Enjoy your hole, I'll join you one day.

*The letter is intercepted, read, and burned. No response is forthcoming.*

I sat across from him for a long time today. Just sitting there, not saying a world. I wanted to ask him if it was worth it, if he'd do it all again. Burn everything again, be hated again, be relegated to a contemptable fate again.
 
I don't say a word.

Of all the challenges the path I've chosen has given me, the worst among them is silence. I have come to believe there is no desire so great as voice. Not food, or water, not gods or crowns. All men ache to be heard, to scream, to let others know you are there. That you lived, that you drank, that you were real.

The Rat says I'm beginning to understand.

Well, the rat's giving me an earful again. How could I be so stupid as to challenge him to a fight, what's worse is I didn't cheat. Tells me I've forgotten where I come from, this fortress, this city. It's made me soft, by making me strong. I've forgotten what it's like to know everything's stronger than you, I've forgotten the lessons of the rats.

It's right, it's always right.

Me and the rat have been talking. He still won't give me his name, and I'm not really sure it's a he rats don't really use pronouns like that, and considering we can talk I feel like it's bad form to check.

Anyway, That last one was close and the rat said It's my fault, I should have trained them better how to support each other. I suppose that's true, but on the other hand they're all trained warriors and the like. They should know how to act. The Rat reminded me that I wasn't as prepared as I should have been either.

I know I just didn't want to let Quisquis down again.

Then the rat ripped a page out of one of my books, I guess it can read too. I better never let it see my journal.

I've always been a shit poet. So if you've managed to get this, don't judge me too harsh.

Paradise

Paradise

A place of peace and happiness

A promise from a different time

What paradise waits for me

I killed a man before I kissed a girl

I've stolen more than I've ever shared

What blood soaked garden paradise

would take a person like me.

I am taking a long break. It may be some time before I get back so I apologize for anyone whose plot strings I'll leave dangling. If you need anything make sure to message me.

Gale, this license isn't yours. Let's fix that.

My favorite paper pusher. Sad to see her go, happy to see what you do next.

"A Dream."


"I have this dream I can not shake."

"I stand atop the fells."

"I cry out, but my voice is not my own."

"I reach out, but my hand is not my own."

"I point my sword at the heavens."

"I declare my Pretentions."

"There is no reply."

"The Lever."

"The Lever, is a divine instrument."

"That which wielded, moves mountains."

"Knowledge transferred to power."

"Allowing the smallest, to do the greatest."

"I look down at my hands, grasped upon the hilt of my sword."

"Is this not too, a lever?"

"Broken."

"I meditate on what it means to be broken. The Broken Axe, The Broken God. Am I broken? It is hard to tell."

"I scorn the pity so many look at me with. Those who with good hearts, and kind intentions, see me as broken."

"I am a weapon, I am a mind, I kill, I save, what is broken?"

"That no longer, as a lark do I sing the morning breeze."

"My song is now a battle cry."

"My pinion are blades that beat a loathsome gale of death."

"The Revanchist path."