I was having a lovely dream… and then it slipped through my fingers again.
I was having a lovely dream… and then it slipped through my fingers again.
Sansa & Sandor | A Song of Ice & Fire“He squatted silently before her, a hulking black shape shrouded in the night, hidden from her eyes. Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. “He was no true knight,” she whispered to him.”
— A Game of Thrones
Maybe if I tried a little harder, you’d come back. Maybe you’d stay.
Damnit Okita muse, go away, no one wants you.
…I’m lying of course, I always want you, but I have nothing I can do with you. ; - ;
I have this beautiful Pandora Hearts sense. I don’t even pay attention to dates or anything, just one day around the same general ~time~ of the month, I’ll think, “I should check and see if the new chapter is up.” And maybe 8/10 now, it has been. That day, usually.
My god so many -good- feels this chapter. Well, kind of bittersweet feels. And also “oh shit” feels. And even more “PLEASE RESCUE BREAK NOW, KAY?” feels.
Next chapter, can that be a thing? Please? Oh but probably not because Uncle Oscar things.
…I don’t have a good feeling about Uncle Oscar things…
Time to get ready to go though. Maybe this can go more smoothly than I’ve envisioned. Because screw the baths - I’m not dealing with figuring out shit and asking her boyfriend to help me with stuff and feeling like I’m some big imposition on his hard life.
So just gotta. Put something on Netflix, get them to bed, and I can escape a little early.
Who knows, maybe I’ll even, dare I say, write.
And then my mom unloads all the goods from her shopping excursion and things took a slow turn for the briefly better. Delicious pumpkin cheesecake cookies, gingerbread men peeps, peanut noodles, salmon, treats for everyone, a Christmas costume for Mika.
No, I am not stress eating all the sweets. No I am not.
…
Lose twenty pounds by Christmas my ass.
And now mom is home with cookies.
And to unload on me how crazy and stressful her day was.
How does one properly roleplay Mad King Thorn? I don’t think there’s any way I could live up to his sheer levels of badassery and awesome, let alone stand a ghosts chance of portraying his… unsurpassed humor.
But oh do I want to.
Doesn’t help that I only have scant few wiki articles covering his appearances in the original Guild Wars. :/a Hhhrrrr…
