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soirah · 2 years

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@ceremonially FEAT. JOHN MURPHY

there had always been a sentient atmosphere to the forest that unnerved soira. everything around her crackled with the electricity of life. breathing, waking and watching — everything in the quelled was always watching. as if treading along the belly of a sleeping beast, she was cautious with each gentle footfall. one misstep could be a matter of life and death. the sharp crack of a twig near her heels made her jump and whip around to glare at her noisy companion. where Soira was careful, Murphy was careless. ❝ might i remind you, the last thing you want to do here is draw attention. ❞ dark eyes flit back and forth in a quick scan of their surroundings, shoulders only relaxing when deeming the coast to be clear. it seemed as though the forest had spared them this time, but there was no telling how many more strikes they had left.

she wondered how many times Murphy had stared death in the face. when the renegades caught wind of Noxir dumped in the quelled they had immediately sprang to action. but by the time they had mapped out their plan, an entire month had passed. it was no easy feat tackling a journey in the quelled so one could imagine their surprise when they had found survivors. Soira fell into step beside him, eyes turned forward to follow the bobbing lantern that guided them through the thick woods. they had been shafted to the back of the travelling group, no one wanting anything to do with the man she had saved. he’s your problem now, she had been told and with the stubbornness of a bull, she had taken on the challenge. ❝ are you ever going to tell me what you did to make them all hate you so much ? ❞ she scrutinized him from the corner of her eyes. disheveled and rough around the edges, but weren’t they all ? if she stopped having faith, stopped believing in the good in people, how did that make her any different from the powers they were fighting ?

#ceremonially #i. ARC ONE : the rumbling thunder of a revolution brewing .#i ompletely forgot his name is john and not just murphy i had to google it ahsjkfas #but here we go !!!

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soirah · 2 years

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at some point along the way, soira befriends a griffin and uses him as a mode of transport.

#originally i was going to go with befriending a phoenix #but something about soira on a griffin just scratches the right part of my brain

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soirah · 2 years

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@proditeur FEAT. REGULUS AME DUPOIS

the narrow streets of Sille were streaked in orange and red hues as the sun dipped closer to the horizon. in the distance, the sound of wooden stands coming apart clattered together like a rhythmic drumbeat that marked the end of the work day. the street markets were closing up early in preparation for the festivals to come that weekend but none of it mattered to the hunched silhouette that suddenly faltered in the middle of the alleyway. she pressed her hand against the damp wall to her right and gasped sharply. the searing pain blossoming at her side had slowly begun to spread across her abdomen despite the pressure she put on the open wound with her free palm. she was still miles away from the closest hideout and she couldn’t risk a medic recognizing her.

the Curators of Sille were faster than those in Asoron and while they lacked the cold ruthlessness of Doneros’ capital, their blades were like a fluid extension of themselves. quicker and sharper than any Soira had ever seen. and painful as all hell. the sound of soft footsteps approaching behind her made her whirl in her spot, hand flying to the dagger at her side. ❝ leave me alone and i’ll stay out of your hair, ❞ she’s instantly ashamed by the tone of her voice, so quick to admit defeat. but Soira knew what battles to pick and she was in no state to start a fight. as the figure neared, she could finally make out the immaculately tailored jet black hair and high cheekbones. her heart sank to her stomach like a stone. there was only one thing worse than a Curator: a rogue Renegade.

❝ don’t get any closer ! ❞ she spat as she meekly brandished her blade. a jolt of pain shot through her rib cage at the sudden motion and she doubled over with a hiss. with a heaving chest and frizzy curls matted to her face, she looked up at him with the predatory stare of a wild animal defending their territory. ❝ what the fuck are you doing here anyways ? ❞

#FIRST MEET FIRST MEET FIRST MEET !!!!#buzzing bestie b u zzing #i. ARC ONE : the rumbling thunder of a revolution brewing .#proditeur

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soirah · 2 years

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𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.

↬ THE LANGUAGE OF THORNS, midnight tales and dangerous magic. ( 2017 ) by leigh bardugo.

sentences taken from or inspired by the collection’s dialogue & narration.

+ feel free to change pronouns !

i. AYAMA AND THE THORN WOOD.

‘ love speaks in flowers. truth requires thorns. ’

‘ we all know the story of how the queen becomes a queen. ’

‘ we should leave this place. ’

‘ no doubt it will come and devour us all. ’

‘ the beast will laugh you right out of the wild lands. ’

‘ you know how the stories go. interesting things happen only to pretty girls. ’

‘ is the wood much worse than a garden overgrown with pricklers ? ’

‘ stupid girl ! do you wish to become a monster ? ’

‘ strike me. cleave me in two. ’

‘ you’re as thorny as the wood. ’

‘ there is but one rule in my wood. speak truth. ’

‘ perhaps you might show mercy freely. ’

‘ just eat a bit of the sun to fill the sky, and you will feel empty no longer. ’

‘ what nonsense ! of course that’s not how the story ends. ’

‘ some people are born with a piece of night inside, and that hollow place can never be filled. ’

‘ what do i care for winter ? no season touches this wood. ’

‘ you know the only bargain i will make. ’

‘ sometimes the unseen is not to be feared and those that are meant to love us most are not always the ones that do. ’

‘ bad fates do not always follow those that deserve them. ’

‘ no prince is worth your life. ’

‘ are you so eager to be eaten ? ’

‘ they have told me to return with your heart. ’

‘ you think to love a monster ? ’

‘ a man like you is owed no words. ’

ii. THE TOO CLEVER FOX.

‘ you are doomed to a miserable life. ’

‘ better to be hungry now than to be sorry later. ’

‘ what will everyone say when they see such a face ? ’

‘ we have not gone so soft as that. ’

‘ you think that we will let you live on foolish promises ? ’

‘ you have bested me. that much is clear. ’

‘ will you not free me ? ’

‘ you will have a fine time of it, i can tell you. ’

‘ i can bear ugliness. i find the one thing i cannot live with is death. ’

‘ if you will only cease your talking, i will gladly go. ’

‘ where he went, he bled the woods dry. ’

‘ what’s a bit more blood ? ’

‘ you should leave this place. you are not safe here. ’

‘ with such big eyes, i think you see too much. ’

‘ will you not tell me what troubles you ? ’

‘ why do you stay with him ? you’re pretty enough to catch a husband. ’

‘ just because you escape one trap, doesn’t mean you will escape the next. ’

‘ first i must find my courage. ’

‘ few can resist the sight of a pretty girl crying. ’

‘ the trap is loneliness, and no one escapes it. not even me. ’

‘ in the wood, even songbirds must be survivors. ’

iii. THE WITCH OF DUVA.

‘ there was a time when the wood ate girls. ’

‘ be back before dark. the trees are hungry tonight. ’

‘ who can say what shapes an appetite ? ’

‘ this is my home, you can’t just send me away. ’

‘ don’t be foolish. there’s plenty of light. ’

‘ well then, come help me stir the pot. ’

‘ i will warn you just this once. go. ’

‘ you cannot come and go from this place like you’re fetching water from a well. ’

‘ hope made me stubborn. ’

‘ stay there and keep quiet. i don’t need rumors that i’ve been taking girls. ’

‘ i will not have you bring a monster to my door. ’

‘ you know that you are welcome to remain here with me. ’

‘ i will follow her. i will peck out her eyes. ’

‘ believe me. say you believe me. ’

‘ dark things have a way of slipping through narrow spaces. ’

iv. LITTLE KNIFE.

‘ it is dangerous to travel the northern road with a troubled heart. ’

‘ if you are lost in your own thoughts, you may find yourself stepping off the path and into the dark woods. ’

‘ she was beautiful from the moment of her birth. ’

‘ why must i be the one to hide ? ’

‘ do you think i am so foolish or so cruel ? ’

‘ water only wants direction. it wants to be told what to do. ’

‘ always you have done my bidding, but what good are you to me now ? ’

‘ soon i will be very rich, but will i have a good man ? ’

‘ that is a question for the river. ’

‘ your tongue is not fit for my true name. ’

‘ will you come with me, and be bride to nothing but the shore ? ’

‘ she was terrifying in her beauty, bright like a devouring star. ’

‘ remember that to use a thing is not to own it. ’

‘ should you ever take a bride, listen closely to her questions. ’

v. THE SOLDIER PRINCE.

‘ this is the problem with even lesser demons. they come to your door in velvet coats and polished shoes. ’

‘ you will find great love and more gold than you could wish for. ’

‘ he’s a charming fellow, but most unusual, and peculiarities seem to follow him. ’

’ it seemed harmless at the time. ’

‘ he needed a girl, still malleable, one that he could make admire him. ’

‘ this is pleasant. this is enough. ’

‘ are you my soldier ? are you my prince ? ’

‘ i have not come to fight, only to talk. ’

‘ wanting is why people get up in the morning. it gives them something to dream of at night. ’

‘ i am perfectly real. ’

‘ she loves you, though, and that will make it harder. ’

‘ best not to ask. i think the answer would please no one. ’

‘ we can stay forever in the land of dreams. ’

‘ kiss me. take me from this place. ’

‘ i sent you to die a hundred times. ’

‘ i eat the wonder in their eyes. ’

‘ you were an idea in my head. you were nothing, and to nothing you will return when i think of you no more. ’

‘ you wanted only that i might live. you would sacrifice your own life to make it so. ’

‘ are you my darling ? are you mine ? ’

vi. WHEN WATER SANG FIRE.

‘ you wish to strike a bargain. ’

‘ make me someone new. ’

‘ this is the problem with making a thing forbidden. it does nothing but build an ache in the heart. ’

‘ easy magic is pretty. great magic requires that you trouble the waters. ’

‘ no one expects me to accomplish anything. ’

‘ i can smell your ambition like blood in the water.’

‘ i know that you should keep it like a secret, not shout it like a curse. ’

‘ yes. i can imagine it all. ’

‘ you are worth more than that. you should not have to earn him. ’

‘ hope rises like water trapped beneath a dam, higher and higher, in increments that mean nothing until you face the flood. ’

‘ there is no pain like the pain of transformation. ’

‘ take your pleasures as you will. ’

‘ come, and i’ll tell you all you wish to know. ’

‘ he made me dream of things i cannot have. ’

‘ i do not care for dancing. ’

‘ look into the mirror, and try to deny it. ’

‘ you have never been like the others, and you never will be. ’

‘ we were not made to please princes. ’

‘ i am not quite mortal either, and i have many lives to live. ’

‘ i wouldn’t care if you were part human or part frog. ’

‘ my voice is not enough. ’

‘ you know i was never strong. ’

#bc I got cyberbullied by Alex #I’ll make the ask box name cute and shit when I get home

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