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’Fix your course to a star and you can navigate through any storm’ — Leonardo da Vinci
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If you anoy me your spirit is sick. You have evil secreted within ygou.
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is anyone else also doing ultimately fine + dying of stress + it’s not that bad + if i don’t wake up tomorrow hotter and better at every hobby its fucking over for me
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Dragon Age: The Veilguard | Solas’ hideout ?
Solas has a hideout beneath a nearby statue, and lo and behold, it is Solas’ hideout. He has painted murals around it, magic is used uniquely even by Tevinter standards, and at the end awaits a beautiful Eluvian [x] more information about this place can be found on felassan's blog <3
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sheepish is a really funny word. fuck im so nervous (turns into this)
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to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.
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getting my yearning surgically removed tomorrow
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im his left hand arm man. his nothing. his traitor. his arch nemesis. his foul beast
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AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! AHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHHHHH !!!!!!!! AHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!! AHHHH!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! AHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHHHHH !!!!!!!! AHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!! AHHHH!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! AHHHH!!!! WHAT GHE FUCK AAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHHHHH !!!!!!!! AHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!! AHHHH!!!
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sotha sil dialogue starters
"My friend, what have I become?"
"I will remind you yet again: my beloved factotums serve as an extension of my divine will. Accost them, and you accost me."
"You think. You talk. You move and you have a name. What is missing?"
"You should know that great power brings its own sorrows, even for those with the wisdom to wield it."
"Is that it? In order to create a form this pure, must I master the art of irregularities?"
"I've studied countless specimens, none are without flaws yet all achieve a sort of beauty."
"Others believe in chaos. They think their choices give them agency. I know differently, and yet I find myself hesitating. Am I actually worried my actions lead to failure?"
"Altruism. A rare trait."
"Please, take this as well! A token from my personal collection. It is, and always has been, yours."
"In the past, I have encouraged a child's curiosity and accepted minor blasphemies. But my generosity has limits."
"When I reclaimed my shadow, I learned a great deal."
"Restored. Yes. I reclaimed my shadow, and with it, knowledge of what transpired and what's to come."
"A demand? Interesting."
"But then, even the best endings rarely bring joy."
"In this place, my word shapes, constructs, and controls. My authority is absolute."
"Keep to your modest experiments. Seek discovery outside the walls or in the confines of your own cloisters."
"We made a pact. A vow! How could I have done this?!"
"I suffer from a peculiar ailment. Shall I describe it? I bear the cruel weight of certainty. Total, absolute, relentless certainty. People rarely comprehend the luxury of doubt — the freedom that comes with indecision. I envy you."
"Let us not think of what it is, but what could be. A more efficient energy source that could power the most complex machine."
"I am whatever the people need me to be. A guardian. An oppressor. For some, too distant. For others, too meddlesome. I am the canvas upon which they paint their dreams and resentments. A vessel for their hopes and doubts. A mirror. Nothing more."
"You are early … or perhaps late. It makes little difference. I'm glad you've come."
"But those calculations will keep. I owe you a boon. Service, like all equations, demands precise reciprocity. I wonder, what would you ask of me?"
"He wishes to be all things at all times. Every race, every gender, every hero, both divine and finite… but in the end, he can only be himself."
"You possess a great well of potential—unexplored depths, hidden by self-doubt and narrow perspective. Feel no shame. I know something of self-doubt. I can reveal this potential, if you wish."
"Put my gifts to good use … or do not. Triumphs await regardless. We are, all of us, bound by our natures. Your nature demands victory."
"It is done. The recalibration may take some time, but the proctor will make a full recovery. I know she will put this gift to good use."
"Strange. I spent lifetimes here in the world of tangible-forms, but each time I emerge from the throne, it's like I'm seeing it for the first time. Broken, impoverished … beautiful."
"Our discussion should be away from prying eyes and ears … even those of my own people."
"I am only what time and circumstances made me: Son of a lost house. Friend to a fallen king. Some will tell you that we are the product of our choices. I've never found that to be the case."
"Regret. We are bound by that at least. He also suffers a kind of enthrallment not unlike my own, in fact. Beauty holds the keys to his shackles. Beauty, and a love of great works. Great heights. His appetites are insatiable, thus his despair."
"Such questions are flaccid — cursory indulgences that come and go in an instant. "The truth is that my actions, both good and evil, are inevitable. Locked in time. Determined by chains of action and consequence."
"Maybe — the word I covet above all others. Hold to that word, my friend, and never let go."
"Look around you. All of this exists because it must exist. I stand here, in this place, in this moment, not because I wish to, but because I have to. A result of action and consequence."
"Stewardship of my memories carries a high price. One that must be paid willingly."
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