#CUISLE MO CHROIDHE|CETHLINN

[damhsagreine]

💤 - song i fall asleep to

True Colours || Marina and the Diamonds

You with the sad eyes Don't be discouraged, oh I realize It's hard to take courage In a world full of people You can lose sight of it all The darkness inside you Can make you feel so small

Show me a smile then Don't be unhappy Can't remember when I last saw you laughing This world makes you crazy And you've taken all you can bear Just call me up 'Cause I will always be there

And I see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that's why I love you

So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful I see your true colors Shining through (true colors) I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful (they're beautiful) Like a rainbow Oh oh oh oh oh like a rainbow

Ooh can't remember when I last saw you laughing Ooh oh oh oh This world makes you crazy And you've taken all you can bear Just call me up 'Cause I will always be there

And I see your true colors Shining through I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid (don't be afraid) To let them show your true colors True colors are beautiful (you're beautiful, oh) Like a rainbow Oh oh oh oh oh like a rainbow Mmm mmm

But I likes it best when Cethlinn sings t' me.

[damhsagreine]

Do you have a type? Asking for a friend.

"Aye, I do, matter o' fact. Tall-ish. Say about five foot seven, t' five foot nine in her stockin' feet. Fire haired an' new cream skin, like a fox come winter, like sunrise on an icy sea, like blood on me hands. Eyes deeper an' infinitely wiser than the ocean itself an' greener than all the hills of home. Curves that would slaughter a man in his dreams and fit in his hands jus' perfect. One who can be a queen, a monster, a mother, a lover, confidant and complete all on her own. One who can stand up t' me and put me in my place with nary but a glance." He drains the rum and slams the glass down before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He'd had her and he'd lost her, and even his luck doesn't bear out ever finding her again. "Go on an' tell your friend that they's barkin' up the feckin' wrong tree."

[damhsagreine]

👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like?

“She were a vision, aye? Hair like sunlight caught on fire an’ a temper t’ match. Eyes greener than Eire herself, satin milk for skin. Always could see me for what I was. Not a god, not a king, not a faery story. But a man. She married me knowing it was a fleeting thing and still gave me three beautiful children from my own loins, others she took in from her sisters. Orphans made by war and disease and things such as mortal frailty. None of which you’d see in her, lookin’ full on. She was like as my own people though not a drop of her blood was godly.”A soft grin is born briefly on his lips.

“I remember her as a child, grasping out to the sunbeams, whispering to bees, gentle as a spring mist. As a woman she caught me by a brook and had me dead t’ rights. Never had my head so full turned ‘round I couldn’t think straight.”

Lugh… Mad Sweeney… looks down at his hands, curled around the bottle of rum in his hands. In his clearer moments he knows the story full hand. Only loses it when he loses himself. The truth is hard won out of him, but he lets it bleed anyway.“Fucked it all up good an’ proper, didn’t I? Trustin’ that One-Eyed-Cunt an’ d’promises he made, fancy as ye please. Sometimes I think she tried d’warn me. Sometimes I remember her look of disappointment when I walked away from it all. From her. Sometimes…I don’ remember a feckin’ thing an’ that’s mercy, isn’t it?”He had chosen between two sons. He’d chosen to believe that treacherous little bitch rather than Cethlinn, and in doing so, he’d doomed her for eternity to become one of those ghosts he has to carry, the blood he can never wash off his hands.

His voice is barely a restrained growl.“She…she was my everyt’ing and she deserved so much better t’en my stupid fuckin’ arse.”