Tag: goooooooood

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meme: If it was my muse’s last hour alive, what would your muse say?
for @misbehavingmaiar

Bile in his throat. A bitter flavour that seemed to choke him on its own.
There should be, there was, an answer on the tip of his tongue; an answer as sharp as the dagger now embedded in his chest. Then the knife twisted and a wave of blood rose to his lips, smothering any word in a gurgle.
A corona of blinding light circled his sight, growing like a livid halo surrounding the Maia’s grin.
The Noldo opened his mouth again, a last desperate attempt, but his mind itself seemed to fade, to unravel like an incomplete weave: the words lost in the curves of warp and weft sliding away from each other.
Then there was no need for words anymore.