I think the most heart-wrenching thing. Is to cry and scream and have no one just hold you. No, you must carry this weight, this pain. Scream if you must; let the gods hear your pain; let the earth feel your tears. Mourn. Because you're burning for the flame that just went out.
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Behold, Skyrim.
When in doubt, whip it out… ‘it’ being hydroelectric acid.
Haggar. (via incorrect-voltron-quote)
What a beautiful story to cry over.
Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.
There is two-fold Silence-sea and shore-body and soul.One dwells in lonely places, Newly with grass o'ergrown; some solemn grace, Some human memories and tearful lore, Render him terrorless:his name is"No More
Edgar Allen Poe,Silence
She needs to stop smelling the roses before I push her into the thorny ones.
Me, thehiddenwhiterose
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Kaidan: Okay, so this should be pretty simple. Repeat after me; don’t kill people.
Miraak: Put them in a cage.
Kaidan: …Let’s try again. Don’t kill people.
Miraak: Stalk them first.
Kaidan: Not quite what I’m saying.
Miraak: Sounds exactly the same to me.
Kaidan: Does it?
Miraak: Yeah.
Kaidan: Okay… okay. Let’s try again.
Miraak: Got it.
Kaidan: Don’t.
Miraak: Don’t.
Kaidan: Kill.
Miraak: Kill.
Kaidan: People.
Miraak: People.
Kaidan: Yeah, that’s great. That’s it. That’s good. Now faster; don’t kill people.
Miraak: She brought it on herself.
Kaidan: This is too hard. I can’t-I can’t teach you.
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