she speaks fluent 3am, tongue slick with moth-wing prayers; a lullaby bruised in blackout bloom her voice drips between the walls like tears of old weeping ghosts confession or curse, penitence or prayer ~ it depends on the hour #poetry #writingcommunity

"This should be interesting." He keeps his suit on.

Is that a serious challenge?

I am. Maybe you would like to help?

This book is a menace...

You are not the first to tell me such. You likely will not be the last.

Solas had been cleaning the fish tank when he heard Cole rapping on the door. He straitened himself and turned to greet them. "Yes, come in."

That "thing" is actually an ancient foci. The heart of the lighthouse, as it were.

All I want for Makermas is found cake.

Oh, hey, yeah um…. Found this one in the archives! #DragonaAgeart #DragonAge #Solas

You didn't seem very happy about how I chose to fix it the last time, vhenan. Perhaps a soothing balm this time?

Good morning, Cole. I am now. I apologize it took me so long. How was your trip? Did you have a good time away?

*relieved sigh* With you beside me... I believe I can do that. Though, I'm not sure what I've done to deserve your forgiveness. I will not waste it. I can only hope, in time, those wounds will heal. And those spirits can move on if they have not already. It is the living that I'm bound to face now."

"Well... I could not confirm my suspicions. But I did feel a sense of familiarity with you that I did with no other, that I could not explain. Now, I know for certain... and you have remembered. So, what does this mean? I feel my apologies can only go so far. What would you have me do?"

"On the contrary... I have learned it many times. However, it took meeting you and your inquisition for me to even start to question my tactics. Ancient war had molded me into something else... something I never wanted, nor asked to be. I truly thought I was doing right by them."

*long pause* "I do... and I was desperate. I had one single opportunity to cripple Elgar'nan. I took it fully aware of those consequences. But I was not fully prepared for the impact such a choice would have on me... or those around me."

"I... did what I thought had to be done. The spirits were willing. They knew what the chances were."

"To tell me I'm wrong... again. I do get tired of hearing that. But not from you."

"Even after all I have done?"

Rebellions are built on hope.

This is a vial of nesium suspension. It emits a malcontent when shattered!

A god who does not need to prove his power... I wish more such gods felt the same.

Oh no, Felassan! What are you going to do with beasts of burden?

Dread Wolf take you! Why is my house always a mess when people are getting shirts over your horns? It's clean sometimes, I swear.

Ma serannas @ladysulevin.bsky.social for sharing the Cameo with me. You are amazing. 😌🖤

For those who liked my limerick.

Good night bsky

Perhaps it was the angle that confused me. I'll be sure to bend my knees next time. 😏

Wolves and dragons are very different creatures

Why not give in? Why not sink into the deepest depths and see what rests in the shadows?

Why are you so short? Are you a dwarf?

The terror of potential is shown in every human. The highest highs; the greatest massacres.

No new offerings this week, so have a dump of all my previous and in progress stuff. 💜🪻 Prequel to long fic(wip)- archiveofourown.org/works/58791328 Short story- archiveofourown.org/works/58854526 Long fic(wip)- archiveofourown.org/works/588085... New short- archiveofourown.org/works/63930628

Ma nuvinen, vhenan. Vir hamin. (As you wish, my heart. We will rest) *he took her by the hand hand and led her home. Spending the rest of the night tracing his fingers on hers. Trying to stimulate her nervous system to adapt. It quickly made her even more sleepy. So he hummed a lovers lullaby*

*normally, he would flinch when he heard that now. An old habit. But whenever she said it...* I am glad I was finally able to surprise you. You may find you actually enjoy my surprises on occasion. *he teased back, then took her hand in both of his, turning serious* I know what I took from you+

Would you like to play something? *he gestured to the now empty orchestra. Brimmed with instruments and sheet music. Then, he made his way down to a piano. And began playing a soft tune* open.spotify.com/track/5ottoP...

*he clung to her tightly. Keeping her stable. Leaning into the warmth of her touch. Also crying silent, slow tears. He leaned over and kissed her palm where the anchor hummed lowly. He placed his own hand over her newly regenerated one* Enasalin... Ma ena dar mala sulah'nehn, vhenan.

*he smiled and took a deep breath as she let her guard down. Focusing all of his willpower and energy. Calling on every element at his disposal. Every detail of his memory. With an intricate spell rune and a short incantation, he watched as her arm began to regrow. Elbow to fingers, anchor included*

*he sensed her unease and gently brushed the hair out of her face* This, is different Fen'ara. Once upon a time, I took something that you cherished from you. Something that I've seen diminish your light and your passion. Something you miss deeply. And I want to return it... Close your eyes.

*he chuckled* I said nothing. But since we're on the subject. *he teased* I do have one more thing I wanted to do... I don't know if this will work for certain. Come with me, vhenan. *He led her to the stage and stood her in the center*

Well I- *he went to answer and was interrupted by the conductor* Shh, it is starting. I can explain later. *he whispered squeezing her hand and looking to the stage. The elvhen opera proceeded as a beautiful story of unrequited love and tragedy. That yet somehow ended with the hero's return to love*

I mean this. *As they stepped through the Eluvian, they came into a lively theater, bustling with elven spirit patrons and performers. Readying themselves for the show. He led her to a comfortable seat somewhere in the middle, for a better view. Waiting for curtain call. He held onto her hand.*

Shall we go see the opera then? *he smiled, paying their bill and leading her back to the Eluvian*

Of course. It is nice to get out for an evening. *he ordered a lighter ale and sipped it slowly, keeping his eye out on the other patrons.* This little hole in the wall used to be a mess hall for the wardens. Ever since the fifth blight, it's been open to the public as a pub. *he admired the decor*