" The world stopped breathing, and I was no longer a boy… "Independent. Private. Selective. Written by Walden.
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✧・゚: *Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Oғ Eɢʏᴘᴛ Lʏʀɪᴄs Sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs
DELIVER US/RIVER LULLABY
❝ Can you hear your people cry? ❞
❝ Help us now! ❞
❝ Remember us, here in this burning sand. ❞
❝ There’s a land you promised us. ❞
❝ I have nothing I can give. ❞
❝ But, this chance that you may live… ❞
❝ I pray we’ll meet again. ❞
❝ Hush now, my baby. ❞
❝ Be still love, don’t cry. ❞
❝ Sleep as you’re rocked by the stream. ❞
❝ Sleep and remember my last lullaby. ❞
❝ I’ll be with you, when you dream. ❞
❝ Such precious cargo you bear. ❞
❝ Do you know somewhere s/he can be free? ❞
❝ You’re safe now and safe may you stay. ❞
❝ I have a prayer just for you. ❞
❝ Come back someday. ❞
ALL I EVER WANTED/QUEEN’S REPRISE
❝ All I ever wanted. ❞
❝ This is my home. ❞
❝ Now I am home. ❞
❝ Here among my trapping and belongings I belong. ❞
❝ If anybody doubts it, they couldn’t be more wrong. ❞
❝ Surely this is all I ever wanted. ❞
❝ This is your home, my son/daughter. ❞
❝ Now you know the truth. ❞
❝ Now forget and be content. ❞
❝ You don’t ask why it was sent. ❞
LOOK THROUGH HEAVEN’S EYES
❝ How can you see what what your life is worth? ❞
❝ You can never see through the eyes of man. ❞
❝ You must look at your life through heaven’s eyes. ❞
❝ Has s/he truly lost his worth? ❞
❝ How do you measure the worth of a man, in wealth or strength or size? ❞
❝ The answer will come to him/her who tries. ❞
❝ That’s why we share all we have with you. ❞
❝ There’s little to be found. ❞
❝ When all you’ve got is nothing, there’s a lot to go around. ❞
❝ No life can escape being blown about by the winds of changes and chance. ❞
❝ You never know all the steps. ❞
❝ You must learn to join the dance. ❞
❝ How do you judge what a man is worth, by what he builds or buys? ❞
❝ You can never see with your eyes on earth. ❞
PLAYING WITH THE BIG BOYS NOW
❝ By the power of Ra! ❞
❝ So you think you’ve got friends in high places? ❞
❝ Well, forgive us these smiles on our faces. ❞
❝ You’ll know what power is when we are done. ❞
❝ You’re playing with the big boys now. ❞
❝ Oh, that’s pretty. ❞
❝ Every spell and gesture tells you who’s the best. ❞
❝ Stop this foolish mission. ❞
❝ Watch a true magician! ❞
❝ Pick up your silly twig, boy/girl. ❞
❝ By the might of Horus. ❞
❝ You will kneel before us. ❞
❝ Kneel to our splendors power. ❞
❝ You put up a front. ❞
❝ You put up a fight. ❞
❝ Just to show we feel no spite you can be out acolyte. ❞
❝ But first, boy/girl, it’s time to bow. ❞
❝ It’s your own grave you’ll dig! ❞
THE PLAGUES
❝ Thus saith the Lord. ❞
❝ I send a pestilence and plague. ❞
❝ I send the swarm, I send the horde. ❞
❝ Once I called you brother/sister. ❞
❝ Once I thought the chance to make you laugh, was all I ever wanted. ❞
❝ I send the thunder from the sky, I send the fire raining down. ❞
❝ Even now I wish that ___ had chose another. ❞
❝ Serving as your foe on his/her behalf is the last thing that I wanted. ❞
❝ This was my home. ❞
❝ All this pain and devastation, how it tortures me inside. ❞
❝ All the innocent who suffer from your stubbornness and pride! ❞
❝ I send the locust on a wind such as the world has never seen! ❞
❝ I send my scourge, I send my sword. ❞
❝ Let my people go! ❞
❝ You who I called brother/sister, how could you have come to hate me so? ❞
❝ Is this what you wanted? ❞
❝ Then let my heart be hardened. ❞
❝ Never mind how high the cost may grow. ❞
❝ This will still be so. ❞
❝ I will never let your people go. ❞
WHEN YOU BELIEVE
❝ Many nights we’ve prayed. ❞
❝ In our hearts a hopeful song, we barely understood. ❞
❝ Now we are not afraid, although we know there’s much to fear. ❞
❝ We were moving mountains long before we knew we could. ❞
❝ There can be miracles when you believe. ❞
❝ Though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill. ❞
❝ Who knows what miracles you can achieve. ❞
❝ When you believe somehow you will. ❞
❝ You will when you believe. ❞
❝ Hope seemed like the summer birds too swiftly flown away. ❞
❝ Yet, now I’m standing here ❞
❝ I never thought I’d say… ❞
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#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }#|| ' it's the silence after i remember most . . . ' || { re ; 17 july 1918 }#// This definitely applies to the days and even weeks following the execution of the Romanov family as he tried to come to terms with it#// But also to his time in Paris as he struggled with his order to kill Anastasia or to bring Anya back to be made an example
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#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }#|| ' she was a dream ; a dream only time will fade . . . ' || { re ; anya }#|| for all sad words of tongue and pen . . . || { re ; gleb & anya }
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#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }#|| ' she was a dream ; a dream only time will fade . . . ' || { re ; anya }#|| for all sad words of tongue and pen . . . || { re ; gleb & anya }
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“Certain kinds of knowledge rob people of their sleep.”
— Haruki Murakami
#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }
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• °☆ The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)
feel free to change words and pronouns as needed.
“Who is this creature?”
“What makes a monster and what makes a man?”
“Dear boy, whomever were you talking to?”
“Look at that disgusting display.”
“Oh, the real war, (name), is what you see before you.”
“You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people!”
“You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!”
“Mark my words, (name). You will pay for this insolence.”
“Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?”
“Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”
“That’s hitting a little below the belt, don’t you think?”
“Don’t act rashly, my child. You created quite a stir at the festival.”
“It would be unwise to arouse (name)’s anger further.”
“What do they have against people who are different, anyway?”
“You can’t right all of the wrongs of this world by yourself.”
“How could such a cruel man have raised someone like you?”
“It’s not my fault if in God’s plan, He made the devil so much stronger than a man!”
“I think… you’re hiding something.”
“With all due respect sir, I was not trained to murder the innocent.”
“We always said you were the cute one.”
“You’ve got to be either the single bravest soldier I’ve ever seen or the craziest.”
“You’re lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.”
“You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.”
“Well, I’m not gonna sit by and watch (name) massacre innocent people.”
“You took a terrible risk coming here. It may not exactly show, but we’re grateful.”
“For justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation, it is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon back where she belongs!”
“I should have known you’d risk your life to save that gypsy witch.”
“All my life, you’ve told me the world is a dark, cruel place. But now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!”
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#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }#|| the face in the mirror || { gleb // images }#|| ' she was a dream ; a dream only time will fade . . . ' || { re ; anya }#|| for all sad words of tongue and pen . . . || { re ; gleb & anya }
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80% tired 20% also tired
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“Funny how silence can be the loudest sound of all.”
— Lauren Oliver, Vanishing Girls (via books-n-quotes)
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#|| a simple man || { gleb // about }#|| ' a revolution is a simple thing ! ' || { gleb // mentality }#|| ' she was a dream ; a dream only time will fade . . . ' || { re ; anya }#|| for all sad words of tongue and pen . . . || { re ; gleb & anya }#|| ' someone rescues her from the storm ! ' || { re ; dmitry }
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Gleb Vaganov, momentarily forgetting how words work.
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"Are you okay?"
"I'm not sure 'okay' is the sort of thing that happens for people like me."
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Hunchback of Notre Dame Starters
taken from the musical adaption. feel free to change pronouns as necessary.
We are blessed to find our sanctuary.
Let me take you back. I’ll bring you home.
If you have truly discovered charity at this late date, there is someone you can help.
A baby? Yours?
It’s God’s judgment on you!
The wicked shall not go unpunished!
He has nobody else. Take him, if you can find it in your heart.
Oh, Lord, you’ve sent me a test.
This child is my cross to bear.
I may not have saved my brother, but I will save this… thing.
What makes a monster and what makes a man?
The world is cruel. The world is wicked.
It’s I alone whom you can trust in this whole city.
I am your only friend.
How can I protect you, boy, unless you always stay in here?
These are crimes for which the world shows little pity.
You’re my one defender.
Out there, they’ll revile you as a monster.
I am a monster.
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day not above them, but part of them.
Give me one day out there, all I ask is one.
What I’d give, what I’d dare, just to live one day out there!
Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives, heedless of the gift it is to be them.
If I were in their skin, I’d treasure every instant.
No one sees I’m here now.
Once a year we throw a party here in town.
Every man’s a king and every king’s a clown.
It’s the day the devil in us gets released.
Give me your girls of pleasure.
I have born the brunt of a soldier’s test.
Whoever pays the most I call ‘My Liege.’
And whatever I do I’ll make sure this is true: I will never go back again.
Darling, to be blunt you are with the best.
Like other true knights I’ve got ambition.
For a few nights fun is my mission.
Care to share a day of rest and recreation?
I’m grateful for the opportunity to serve you, my Lord.
I see how you stare.
Come see me dance.
She dances like the devil himself.
She dances like an angel.
Before we get old, come feel the heat.
Come taste the desire.
Put your foulest features on display.
Wouldn’t you like to be crowned King for a day?
It’s a day we do the things that we deplore.
See how I’ve sheltered you from having to go through this.
You don’t belong with normal men.
I don’t know if you can hear me or if you’re even there.
Yes, I know I’m just an outcast. I shouldn’t speak to you
I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast too?
God help the outcasts or nobody will.
I ask for nothing. I can get by.
Please help my people, the poor and downtrod.
I thought we all were the children of God.
When you look from high above everything seems pretty.
Thanks for giving this moment to me.
For all these years you’ve stayed alone and free from danger.
Be brave and say something.
Come keep me warm until morning.
Hold me close while we’re dancing.
I cannot bear to watch and yet I cannot turn away.
So many times out there I’ve watched a happy pair of lovers walking in the night.
I knew I’d never now that warm and loving glow, though I might wish with all my might.
No face as hideous as my face was ever meant for Heaven’s Light.
Suddenly an angel has smiled at me and touched my face without a trace of fright.
I dare to dream that she might even care for me.
I swear it must be Heaven’s light.
Of my virtue I am justly proud.
You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak licentious crowd.
I feel her. I see her.
This burning desire is turning me to sin.
It’s not my fault! I’m not to blame!
It’s not my fault if in God’s plan he made the devil so much stronger than a man!
Let her taste the fires of Hell, or else let her be mine and mine alone.
Choose me or your pyre.
God have mercy on her.
God have mercy on me.
She will be mine or she will burn!
Don’t let her flee and vanish in the night.
Are you disobeying a direct order?
I knew it. She’s bewitched you, too.
I’ve heard the calling of the Lord.
In the dark, I call your name.
Why did I hear her words inside my head?
You have to save her!
Oh, what’s the matter? Are you afraid?
Of course he’s afraid! And he should be!
That’s what makes you a hero – doing what you’re afraid of.
She gave it to you because she nows you’re smart.
For her I will be strong.
You’re very clever to have found our little hideaway.
We have a method for spies and intruders not terribly different from bees in a hive.
My apologies for your imminent demise.
It’s our lives or yours.
Here we are, nearly strangers from two worlds that’ve rarely met.
Somehow, you have made me someone new.
I’m asking if you will let me come with you.
I must be in a place of miracles.
A miracle you’ve brought to me.
All this time I’ve been certain that my life would be spent alone.
It’s time I’ve learned no love will be returned to one who’s born to be alone.
Now I know there’ll be no miracles for me.
No more need for a heart of stone.
Better to have a heart of stone.
Though we’ll set out for lands unkown, they’re lands we’ll share.
Will we find a haven once more?
Could there be a country kinder to our race?
Where’s my place of miracles?
I used to believe, in the days I was naive, that I’d live to see a day of justice dawn.
I’ll die while believing still.
Someday we may yet live to live and let let live.
Someday, life will be fairer.
Someday these dreams will all be real.
You must try to free yourself!
Quiet! Go away!
You’re the only one who can save her now.
You know what happens when I try to help. I only make things worse.
How do you know what I believe?
What do you know of all the things I feel?
Who is it that you see instead of seeing what I am for real?
You’re a liar!
Would that I were made of stone like you.
You give such good advice, so why has not one single word you’ve said been any help at all?
The more your dreams and fancies fill my head the farther that I fall.
If I were senseless, I’d prefer it.
I’ve wasted my faith believing in saints of plaster.
His words were cold as stone, but they were true.
Take all your lies and leave me alone.
We’ll trouble you no longer.
We’re only made of stone.
We just thought that you were made of something stronger.
Now I’m on my own, never again to wonder what’s out there.
Think of what I’ve offered. What is your answer?
Open the doors! Ram them through if you must!
How mch oppression will you allow?
Why not make someday come right now?
Oh, saints and monster, show your power!
You are home.
In my eyes, you are beautiful, too.
You’re such a good friend.
Is she dead?
Now we can finally go back to the way things were.
Now that she’s gone the poison dies with her.
We can go on as close as once we were.
No sanctuary without her!
I could have helped her. Even loved her.
Love? What do you know of love?
Who have you ever loved?
I loved… I loved my brother.
He was wicked, weak!
No – you are the weak one.
I told you – I am very strong!
You don’t want to hurt me!
The world is cruel. the world is ugly. But there are times and there are people when the world is not.
At it’s cruelest, it’s still the only world we’ve got.
Here is a riddle to guess if you can.
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Alright, carrd should finally be posted, though I may have to do some edits/proofing still.
https://thesilenceafter.carrd.co
And now I will post some memes/starters lists, I think.
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