Mickey Doyle (
byanyname) wrote in
kingdomsofrain2016-12-01 03:31 am
tfln open post

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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

with katrina (nightmare mode)
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Oh, no, IIt isn't that[ ... ]
Would you like me to ask questions of you? I [ ... ] wasn't certain whether—
Mm. I didn't know whether you might prefer that the past
'remain buried.'You've mentioned little enough about your origins, and I [ ... ] expected you might prefer silence for a reason.You've mentioned a husbandYou've mentioned [ ... ] certain grisly events, and I [ ... ] shouldn't like to open old - or not-so-old - wounds.Besides, I imagine you've had your fill of unwanted prying from my fellow nobles.
[ ... ]
[ ... ]
If you cared to speak of your prior circumstances, you would have my whole attention.
Regarding the rest, I wasn't aware we were awarding merits, as well. Not that it matters; precious few on this entire Isle would bear such bestowal.
And who was it this time? Sheldon's had his share of barbed rejections; it's what comes of offering an open heart.
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You needn'tIIt's true Warwick ought to know better.
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Even if I may not be in any position to intimately enjoy that openness from most.
[...]
You have [...] more than frequently offered me astounding, rending openness, and how I have loved every blessed glimpse of your heart. It ought to be cherished, protected, worshipped; and - yes, I have shown how I worship the depths of you.
I fear you will one day have that beauty driven from you, if you linger in her company
She might destroy this man I love so well
You
Oh, but I love you. I always will, no matter how far from you I might wander.
[...]
As to my past [...] I suppose it hardly matters. Nevermind it, my darling.
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Cleverly side-stepped; you're wise to leave her name unvoiced.Well.
[ ... ] You're the first who's had
the - ha - privilege ofa clear sight of my heart. Or perhaps this so-called heart of mine hums differently for you, and in your regard.Your regard, which is the truest grace I've been granted.
I don't doubt your love, dearest, any more than I doubt my feelings for you. That alone... I've never believed much of anything. Or haven't since an early age. You astonish me. The depths of my faith in you astonish me.
And you are worth every word I could find to speak, worth praises far beyond my voice and gesture.
[ ... ]
Please, I—As you like. I.
Or, no. Please. I don't wish you to believe I think so little of your past, only
in my experience, the past is rarely worth speakingI don't wish towe have so little time toit isn't a subject I'm versed in discussing. What I mean to say is that if you wish to speak, Katrina, I am and will be here.1/2
Can my past matter so much at all when there is no future for us?
Unfair, again and ever, unfair of me
Surely you have loved before?
Or, no, you've said as much, haven't you? That our encounters are strange to you?
Treavor -
I am loathe to put this to voice, or to text as the case may be.
Why her?
What does she possess that
Is there no one else who can offer you what you need from
hermarriagethis union before you? Is it truly your only option, and is there no one, not a single woman in all of your circle, who could someday perhaps offer what you find with me?It pains me to think I am all for you. And if there are things that can never be for us - surely, you could find this again?
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Your reasons are your own. Of course. And I know well enough that love is no consideration of merit in these affairs, no matter how much I might wish it for you.
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Understand, I don't[ ... ]
No, you. Are well within your rights to speak.
And you aren't mistaken; I am not in a position to [ ... ] entertain thoughts of affection in my future decisions. Nor did I expect to find anything of the kind.
I thought I burned the last of those hopes after that bastardYou have been a welcome surprise. And more momentous than that word suggests, of course. Far more lasting. Dearest, I believe you'll linger with me all my daysnever mind what else may happen.I expect I'll have little use for any trace of my heart beyond your stay. Still, it's [ ... ] nice that it's gotten some use.What I have with you is new. I won't say I've been wholly without [ ... ] affections. But all were brought to
damagenothing soon enough, and that I have never felt so utterly [ ... ] seen or welcomed as I do in your regard.Rarely
(never)have I felt so [ ... ] crucial.You have reached for me in ways no other has, my love. Nor would I welcome any touch beyond your own.
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He needs kindness and warmth. He is one of those particular men who, in its absence, grows bitter. Grows frightened, and cold, and lost. Hasn't she seen men like that before, often marching off seeking a fight against manufactured foes? (Hasn't she seen them returned home, and buried?)
But what can she do, when their paths are carved out unalterable before them? ]
I will ever reach for you, and ever exalt in you. Place an ocean between us and I will still pray your name in the darkness, at hours when I know you might be listening. I will still seek you out in dreaming.
In what ways I can, I would make a kinder world for you.
You have made my own world softer, you know. What I thought was long lost and forgotten has been revived, made new and beautiful.
Perhaps such beauty is never meant to last. Perhaps that is why I seem ever to lose what IFor me, there will never again be this; no one could compare to you.Well. To have had it for a moment is enough. Surely, it is enough.