everything eats and is eaten
being a girl is nothing but craving for sweets, love and holding a claymore in your hands all the time
knight symbolism in chronic pain save me. armor metaphors for the unseen weight on your limbs. hidden wounds you must hide from your companions. the soft groans when you try to get to your feet. collapsing as soon as the door shuts behind them. knowing that you have to get up, you must get up — you have to be brave and strong for them but god does it hurt. craving the touch of the beloved on your forehead while you see them in dreams. wounded knight symbolism in chronic illness save me save me please
doing something beautiful, something healing, something harmless is my revenge to the world.
in a situation where everything seems to be sick, harmed, evil to the core, doing something good, even if it's a small thing, might be empowering.
don't act against.
act for.
If your garden is destroyed by fire, don't rush to put out every candle.
it won't make a difference.
planting a new garden will.
The fun thing about knightly honour and chivalry is that it was always just recently dead, you know? It was invented as something that had just recently died. That's why all these early knightly romances are set before the actual knightly class even emerged. They were telling the knights contemporary to them: "Look, this is how the knights in this bygone golden age behaved. They would never have hurt a woman or a civilian back in King Arthur's days. They were all honourable and pious back when Charlemagne was on the throne". And the unspoken but fairly obvious part was: "Unlike you disgusting bunch of rapists, looters and murderers". And it was a complete lie, of course, soldiers of all kinds have always been a disgusting bunch of rapists, looters and murderers. But it was a lie a whole bunch of people thought worth telling, because maybe, just maybe, it will shame at least some of these bastards into acting like a human being. And it didn't, I mean, not really, or at least not a lot of them. But then again, we got some bitchin' stories out of it, so I personally think it was worth telling after all.
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not just they accepted it but they started a contest for authors and set a word count bar almost impossible for a human to write in such amount of time