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Voices of Light: V. Pater Noster - Anonymous 4

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                                   && travmsoldat ;;

  “Your Highness! What a most... Unexpected surprise!” Indeed; it was rare to have any save ambassadors enter His Holiness’ domain, rarer still to have them visit his WHORE.

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                                 && vaticantreasure ;;

  “You’ve changed, Lucrezia.” And she cannot quite put her finger upon it. T’was more than growing pains, more than childlike softness replaced with womanly grace. Where had the girl with SUNSHINE in her smile gone? In her place stood a woman with MALICE in her gaze and a smile full of teeth.

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                      && awomanofscandalousenvy ;;

  “Tell me, are you eager to wed again?” An otherwise innocent question marred by tight smile. Sforza had proved to be MONSTROUS; Vannozza had every reason to be wary of Aragon, did she not?

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cainofborgia.

he is the opposite — to witness is not enough. to witness is to remain stagnant & the blood in his veins pumps too vividly for him to be still. ‘til now, the power of the Holy Father in their name has given him security & eased his path to history books; whether he can live such life without that privilege is yet to be proven.

                         but he is confident he can.

   ❝ Borgia is a name with many enemies. Does the name alone have more power than all of our enemies together?  —  Which BORGIA gives the power to the name, if not our Father?

  Fortune may have favoured the brave and BOLD ( as did life ! ), yet they who wield the sword oft’ met grisly ends. Her son was one of them: HOT BLOODED and eager to bear arms not in the name of country, but family. Admirable, but ultimately foolish without the Papal armies at their disposal. Even so, she cannot help but wonder: what sort of IMMORTALITY did Cain seek?                        Borgia: she did not doubt the name would be spoken for CENTURIES.                                                  ( And every time, it will be in fear. )   “For a time. They are testing the waters,  my son. Without your father, we have no one to champion our... Cause, nor anyone to push them back. Juan is dead, Cesare; Gioffre... I doubt he wishes to be reminded of his name. The mantle falls to you.” 

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PASSION. well, i’ll be finishing up my navigation and about pages today, and likely make a promo. in the meantime... mutuals, like for a starter. 

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female character meme: older character

     ↳ vanozza cattaneo, the borgias (requested by lady-arryn)

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cainofborgia.

                                       ✥  ardentpassions  ✥

   ❝ You told me to think of what becomes of us when the Pope does die.

he speaks quietly — they sit alone, his sister having already left the table — but in Rome, even the walls tell tales. eyes cast down in uncertainty of the topic & respect for the memory of the night they only barely survived. of the night Cesare knew he’d have to take control of his own or his legacy would die with his father.

    ❝ Do you have a PLAN for that?

  Years of hanging in the SHADOWS, witnessing plays upon history’s stage had rendered her motionless; a phantom of a woman who possessed a stillness known only to Roman antiquity. Though taxing, such a talent made for INVISIBILITY: not many bothered to cease intrigues in front of a woman ( especially a SILENT one ). Plan, plan, plan; the wolves were circling them now readied themselves after Rodrigo had drawn his last rattling breath.                                                   They had near NOTHING without him.                                                ( Even Cesare ought to have known that. )   “My son, we are without POWER and the protection that comes with it. The only thing we have left is fear of the name. Borgia. Does it not send them running?”                                                  Ever cryptic, her eyes gleam in the dark.                                                 “With that in mind, what do you suppose?”

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      there is no hell. no heaven either.              —    THIS WORLD IS WHAT WE MAKE OF IT.

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PASSION. where is my borgia squad at.

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I am the owl of Minerva

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TAG DUMP.