Windup-gwen - Thou Must Live, Die And Know

Day 8: Formal

“My favorite kind of fashion.”

One of my fav things about Zenos is that despite his overwhelming apathy for anything that isn’t The Hunt, his appearance is clearly so, SO important to him. Even when he had to wear that stupid-huge Legatus armor, he gussied it up with some lovely fabric and jewelry. 

Gotta respect a dude who won’t light the world ablaze in the name of his transcendent moment looking anything less than immaculate.

“Grief and rage - you need to contain that, to put a frame around it, where it can play itself out without you or your kin having to die. There is a theory that watching unbearable stories about other people lost in grief and rage is good for you - may cleanse you of your darkness.”

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

“Give me blood and rage and / a heart for horror; teach me to be / tough enough to face this world / still standing. Make a Fury of me.”

Elizabeth Hewer, from “Finding Ariadne” in Wishing for Birds

“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

Mumford & Sons, “Lover’s Eyes”

“A wild longing for strong emotions and sensations seethes in me, a rage against this toneless, flat, normal and sterile life. I have a mad impulse to smash something, a warehouse, perhaps, or a cathedral, or myself,”

Herman Hesse, Steppenwolf

“…is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?”

Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape.”

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

“We, hurt by ourselves, keen / to be hurters and keen / to be hurt back deep inside. / We, like weapons laid / beside anger asleep.”

Rainer Maria Rilke, The Poetry of Rilke; “Antistrophes” (tr. Edward Snow)

“…she did not allow herself tears. When she did cry, she would explain her tears in this way: ‘I am not weeping, I am bursting with rage.’”

Gabriella Fiori, from Simone Weil: An Intellectual Biography

“Isn’t all that rage so ugly? / And isn’t it mine, still? / Good god, isn’t it mine?”

Ashe Vernon, from “Buried,” Not a Girl

Ada Limón, from “The Good Fight”

“What are we made of but hunger and rage?”

Anne Carson, excerpt of To Compostela

BUN BOYS BUN BOYS

ffxiv graphic challenge — [ 2 / 4 ] dungeons

* soft tired prompts

‘ have a nice nap? ’

‘ you have sleepy stuff in your eyes. ’ 

‘ sorry for waking you, baby. go back to sleep. ’ 

‘ you’re exhausted, honey. ’ 

‘ time for bed, sleepyhead. come on, i’ve got you. ’

‘ was that a yawn? ’ 

‘ honey, that’s not how you make the bed. ’

‘ you slept for a long time. ’

‘ time to wake up, sweetie. it’s a new day. ’ 

‘ you’re finally awake. ’

‘ you stayed up past your bedtime again, didn’t you? ’   

‘ i thought you were going to sleep forever. ’ 

‘ why don’t we take a nap together? we can be nap buddies. ’

‘ goodnight, baby. sweet dreams. ’ 

‘ you don’t get enough sleep. ’

‘ i’m going back to bed. ’ 

To think that I am leveling black mage, a job that I am terrible at, like a madwoman just because I spoiled myself the caster role quests and I NEED TO FIND OUT WHAT IS GOING ON—

What if…warrior Hilda…

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