Mammon’s beard! Allison lives in a hovel! How can she be content with herself in any way outside of a mansion? Seeing my hero live like this, I almost feel compelled to give her a sum of…
No! Not even for Allison. I shall not betray the primal virtue of Greed.
The Ocean, eternal obstacle to fortune, speaks only lies and heresy. There is nothing but material assets! Even I, with my blood of molten gold, am a material asset in the fathomless ledger of Mammon, whose worth is without bounds.
Still thinking like how Earth societies want straight women to think about their bodies, eh Allison?
I don’t know what should have had a bigger positive effect on your self-image by now: the fact that you are surrounded by varying hominids each possessing their own unique beauty standards or the fact that any human not a man that fancies a woman would be fawning and fainting over your bulging muscles, badass scars, silvery locks, and literally angelic fighting prowess.
Your soul is a fire that flaps in your stomach. The wings of your soul are your lungs. When you are angry, the fire burns brighter and the smoke will blind you in rage.
When you are lonely, the fire grows violet and small, damping your spirits and making you colder.
When you love, the fire burns hotter, and your heart
moves faster to keep itself from burning out.
Tame your fire, and you will be a master of your emotions.
Or wear a mask to hide them. I, for one, don’t want to show all my will in public. Can’t have it flapping around in front of my enemy’s and anyone else wandering by.
The “she tried to leave” thing is in reference to an event we saw at the end of the last book. Furthermore she;s on the cover of this book, isn’t she? Or at least in recent art by Abaddon.
In Yisun’s name, quiet your blathering before I must silence you myself. In the words of a wiser one than I, It is not illegal, but it is displeasurable to me.
Alison still was lucky. The scar about her eye managed to miss her eye, and the one across her mouth left the shape of her mouth intact. She could just as easily have ended up with a permanent sheer or even a large gap that showed more of her teeth and gums than she would have liked. Instead, she’s still got a beautiful face, and the white hair and muscles look good on her. I guess Clio held back at the last moment when she struck Alison, bcause deep down she still WAS Clio, not Yabalchoath.
… and so i’ve reached the end, which is to sat i’ve reached the beginning.
This most unwise man pledges to follow this story’s steps, for the universe it depicts is wide and most interesting indeed.
I have quite a few scars and I never really cared about any of them except for the one on my face. Thankfully it healed well, but after having the injury I did wonder if my life would be the same again. Appearence is very meaningful, even if people say it’s only ‘skin deep’, nobody wants to be ugly.
Who will write more in relation to you concerning these things!
I assure you, nobody! I liked the article and suppose you’ve got more such
material? If so, so please note it since it’s somewhat uncommon for me in the present instant, and not for me personally,
that is my view. Hopefully, I can come across an in-depth manual of yours and also be mindful
of all the news and the most recent data.
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I kindof want her to take a trip back to earth at some point, i want ro see how her roommates reacts to the new swole allison.
She can visit her old friends, after she kills the Seven Black Emperors.
But I do want to see that.
Scars are a thing of beauty.
They show that the world has tried to destroy you.
And has failed.
“Evidently, his wound never closed up properly”
Filed under: favorite protagonists!
Scars show were we have been and survived. Like the scars I got in the 7293rd siege of the Absurd Fortress
Line of blocks are facing east
On the coast where tide retreats
and land grows out and lichen eats
Mammon’s beard! Allison lives in a hovel! How can she be content with herself in any way outside of a mansion? Seeing my hero live like this, I almost feel compelled to give her a sum of…
No! Not even for Allison. I shall not betray the primal virtue of Greed.
To live in a hovel is the height of comfort and to live in a mansion is the height of suffering. Material asset brings only worry and woe.
The Ocean, eternal obstacle to fortune, speaks only lies and heresy. There is nothing but material assets! Even I, with my blood of molten gold, am a material asset in the fathomless ledger of Mammon, whose worth is without bounds.
Scars are badass. And badass is never ugly.
Still thinking like how Earth societies want straight women to think about their bodies, eh Allison?
I don’t know what should have had a bigger positive effect on your self-image by now: the fact that you are surrounded by varying hominids each possessing their own unique beauty standards or the fact that any human not a man that fancies a woman would be fawning and fainting over your bulging muscles, badass scars, silvery locks, and literally angelic fighting prowess.
It can take a long time to change one’s thinking. Water doesn’t wear the edge off a stone overnight. Changes of thought are slow and continuous.
Even good Yisun had to war with herself before loving herself. There’s always hope.
Methinks your name ill fits you, Jon.
I hardly see how ‘Jon’ is unfitting of me, but to each their own I suppose.
Ah, so vacuous you are when it suits you.
“Eat spicy food.
Your soul is a fire that flaps in your stomach. The wings of your soul are your lungs. When you are angry, the fire burns brighter and the smoke will blind you in rage.
When you are lonely, the fire grows violet and small, damping your spirits and making you colder.
When you love, the fire burns hotter, and your heart
moves faster to keep itself from burning out.
Tame your fire, and you will be a master of your emotions.
Twentieth student of Bagoret – FBC 082
Despite everything, it’s still you.
Your scars show your will. Claim them. Own them.
Or wear a mask to hide them. I, for one, don’t want to show all my will in public. Can’t have it flapping around in front of my enemy’s and anyone else wandering by.
Odd mirror. Backwards reflection. Would be nice to chalk it up to metaphor, but almost certainly a mistake.
I really hope we get to see Cio again.
The “she tried to leave” thing is in reference to an event we saw at the end of the last book. Furthermore she;s on the cover of this book, isn’t she? Or at least in recent art by Abaddon.
Our scars are our journey, in a way. Never forget them, but never let them define you.
Also please don’t hit me I didn’t do anything wrong.
They’re also a sign of stupidity and mistakes. Like me. Like mine. I got a lot. I done some things, ran from some things. Yea. I’m… just gonna go now.
She has gotten fat and ugly tho. Not a fan of the new design
It’s almost like Alison’s role in the narrative is something other than “eye candy for Hayes.” God forbid.
In Yisun’s name, quiet your blathering before I must silence you myself. In the words of a wiser one than I, It is not illegal, but it is displeasurable to me.
Wow. Mature.
You mirror the words and thoughts of our beloved protagonist too closely for the comfort of many here. Only she is allowed such vanity.
nobody cares neckbeard
fatty discovered
I dig scars. nothing makes a woman more interesting in bed and in life than knowing she’s been through some shit.
“My terrible body image. Good to know *you’re* still with us.”
You didn’t think one dream quest to kiss her dark side would complete all of her character development forever, did you?
I was afraid it might, but I am glad to see that she has to to some normal growing up too.
Alison still was lucky. The scar about her eye managed to miss her eye, and the one across her mouth left the shape of her mouth intact. She could just as easily have ended up with a permanent sheer or even a large gap that showed more of her teeth and gums than she would have liked. Instead, she’s still got a beautiful face, and the white hair and muscles look good on her. I guess Clio held back at the last moment when she struck Alison, bcause deep down she still WAS Clio, not Yabalchoath.
Yabalchoath, (sigh), now there was a woman with a fine figure!
Replace “hideous” with “totally fucking badass”
… and so i’ve reached the end, which is to sat i’ve reached the beginning.
This most unwise man pledges to follow this story’s steps, for the universe it depicts is wide and most interesting indeed.
Welcome to a most treacherous and rewarding road. May the teachings of Prim guide your way.
I have quite a few scars and I never really cared about any of them except for the one on my face. Thankfully it healed well, but after having the injury I did wonder if my life would be the same again. Appearence is very meaningful, even if people say it’s only ‘skin deep’, nobody wants to be ugly.
Who will write more in relation to you concerning these things!
I assure you, nobody! I liked the article and suppose you’ve got more such
material? If so, so please note it since it’s somewhat uncommon for me in the present instant, and not for me personally,
that is my view. Hopefully, I can come across an in-depth manual of yours and also be mindful
of all the news and the most recent data.
Thanks for all your efforts that you have put in this. Very interesting info.
Please let me know if you’re looking for a article writer for your site. You have some really great posts and I feel I would be a good asset. If you ever want to take some of the load off, I’d absolutely love to write some material for your blog in exchange for a link back to mine. Please send me an email if interested. Thank you!