𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖

𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖣𝖾𝖫𝗎𝖼𝖺
𝖲𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗍 • 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖤𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾
3𝗋𝖽 𝖦𝖾𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝖿𝗂𝖺 𝖡𝗎𝗍 “𝖢𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇”
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖲𝗍𝗈𝗂𝖼. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗇𝗅𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝗇.

𝖬𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 • 𝖭𝖲𝖥𝖶 • 𝖲𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁
𝖤𝗑𝗉. 𝖫𝗂𝗍. 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝖼.
#RP

[rune sword @runesword1]

killing your old master in the place where he trained you as a boy must feel good as fuuuckk

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

If you can still hear your fear.

Drop a gear.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

Curious it is.

How a single conversation can poke and prod at every corner of the mind.

And every angle of the heart.

Suddenly the earth shifts beneath one’s feet.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch The flattery is an accompaniment. And I’d much like to keep doing so.

[He quipped, yet cocked his head curiously, much more eager to get to the next point.]

Is that what someone’s told you; that your tales have soured? Or is that what you’ve yourself, Dalia?

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch [The more he listened, the more he became enthralled. Their stories same, yet different. And what almost felt like pride when she shared such a useful snippet of her guide.]

To new beginnings.

[He added and countered, with a sotto tone, quiet but sharp.]

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[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch I know only a fraction of your tales, and yet they compel me. Each more so than the last. Unraveling the story you tell chapter by chapter.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch [Intending to clink glasses, he rolls his wrist around to offer the broad side of the low ball, and his fingers flutter against hers. A bolt. A charge. A mere fraction of her warmth. The heat of suns.]

It’s quite nice to be here with you.

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[ُ @grnte]

he was not evil, & he was not good. he simply was.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

The opportunity for doing mischief
is found a hundred times a day
and of doing good
once in a year.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch The tactician in me relishes it. Wants it. Angles for it. To have that level of control in such familial affairs. I am their strength, or I am their strife. I’m their livelihood.

[He takes another sip.]

Sticking my own foot in the very same door I’ve tried to close.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch [He loses track again, this time purely by admiration.]

Speaking to you. Listening to you talk of your path.

[He licks his lips and gulps. Almost afraid to say what his conscience roars. Yet somehow he knows she won’t waver in such noise.]

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[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch …now asking me to manage their interests or their properties.

[𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙚𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 @cittabuia]

@_LilMonarch My adeptness for the market and for selling properties had afforded me a distance and a freedom I so craved. But it behold me to the concrete jungle. And the one I was raised in. Weeks, days of my father’s lieutenants and capos, the men who ruffled my hair as a child…

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