Seeker of Thrones 4-25
Chapter: 4
“In Lethyx dwells a white princeling who doth not sleep, but feedeth upon the sleep of other as a tick fattens itself upon a bloated vein. There doth he perch, and sifteth through the minds of men as one sorts marbles, to shatter them at his pleasure.”
– Book of Black Kings
I’ll have some of that please.
I could see him going,
“….Know what? I’m keeping the hair.”
At that point I’d tell him to fuck off.
she needs a dream catcher
Oh heck no
“Pools of blood glisten so brightly,
Death cries echo so harmoniously,
We drink deeply of fear and pain –
Only thus we can soothe our fiery hearts.”
– The Principal Ode
It’s only forever. Not long at all.
Beautiful
As it opens locks, does the key also create chains?
So Incubus propagates sloth. Surely a deadly sin in a story about Want.
why go the hard road when you can cheat to the top?
Sensing a huge Gaunter O’Dimm vibe . . . what could possibly go wrong?
Listen to the Man in Black
Randall Flagg from paperback.
The Man of Mirrors’ glass will crack.
Allison will be wise in rejecting the offer of Incubus. For Power that is not hard fought for, and not hard achieved, will not be hard defended.
However, as a side note, it seems as though the fourth of the Empowered ones in the fifth frame will have trouble carrying that much drink. Perhaps a young squire could be employed.
Not a wise thing to say to Alice-UN.
She worked hard to stop being a freak.
Alison, tell this chucklefuck where to stick his freak-ass key.
Actually, don’t. Do not doubt that he would do just as commanded with a smile on his face.
~poor unfortunate souls~
Quote an Endless, “I move from dreamer to dreamer, from dream to dream, hunting for what I need. Slipping and sliding and flickering through the dreams; and the dreamer will wake, and wonder why this dream seemed different, wonder how real their lives can truly be.”
You poor unfortunate sooooooooooul
There is a sage who goes by the name Faust in a world named Earth. He could offer you suprisingly accurate insight in dealings with being offering you everything for the price of your spiritual power. You should heed his advice, Alisson.
To be honest, Faust’s deal paid off far more than he bargained for — he traded his soul to Mephistopheles, was granted his heart’s desire, and was still assumed into Heaven thanks to the intercession of Beatrice.
So what I’d say to Alice-UN is — remember that Goethe never met a devil in his life, and that those who wish to deprive you of your soul have no reason to disabuse you of the notion that they can be tricked.
Ambition is nothing without work.
Potential nothing if you don’t hone it.
Every shortcut you take on the path to greatness is like skipping a step on the way of making a fine and sharp blade: a waste of chance to better understand the material.
To rule yourself is to know yourself.
The way of the Interior Decorator is but a step of the path of Greatness
Hmm… I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Incubus makes for a bad boss.
Fuck! I’ve caught up!
Ambition, ain’t nobody got time for that.
Question: Is Allisons home-Earth supposed to be ours, or is it merely SIMILAR, and we live in another world entirely?