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middaeg2020-04-13 05:31 pm
unyieldingmarch) wrote in middaeg2020-04-13 05:31 pm
[Closed] When you can no longer run...
Who: Edelgard von Hresvelg & Various
When: April 2020
Where: The Mirror House
What: Memory Share.
Warnings: Warnings for the following: Violence, language, blood, death, warfare, religious/anti-religious themes, human experimentation, mental health, insanity, and body horror.
Some OOC Notes:
This is going to be a closed catch-all for Edelgard's memory share threads. I will be posting individual starters in the comments, so please assume that all CWs that apply for this log apply to each thread.
I apologize for those that missed my initial plotting post at the beginning of the month, but I've got a lot of threads planned and won't be able to take on more memory shares at this time. Thank you for your understanding, I'll make sure to hit more people next month!
Edelgard's Mirror, The Beginning:
The mirror, Edelgard's Mirror, is an ornate affair. The kind of thing that one would expect to find associated with someone who's influence has shaped a continent's future, for better or for worse. It has an eagle motif worked around the edges, though with considerably more going on. Wings ringed with golden, thorny vines and topped with roses made seemingly out of ruby, the wood has a more bony appearance, as though it'd been carved out of the remains of some great beast. The mirror at the center calls, and pulls the viewer inside...
When: April 2020
Where: The Mirror House
What: Memory Share.
Warnings: Warnings for the following: Violence, language, blood, death, warfare, religious/anti-religious themes, human experimentation, mental health, insanity, and body horror.
Some OOC Notes:
This is going to be a closed catch-all for Edelgard's memory share threads. I will be posting individual starters in the comments, so please assume that all CWs that apply for this log apply to each thread.
I apologize for those that missed my initial plotting post at the beginning of the month, but I've got a lot of threads planned and won't be able to take on more memory shares at this time. Thank you for your understanding, I'll make sure to hit more people next month!
Edelgard's Mirror, The Beginning:
The mirror, Edelgard's Mirror, is an ornate affair. The kind of thing that one would expect to find associated with someone who's influence has shaped a continent's future, for better or for worse. It has an eagle motif worked around the edges, though with considerably more going on. Wings ringed with golden, thorny vines and topped with roses made seemingly out of ruby, the wood has a more bony appearance, as though it'd been carved out of the remains of some great beast. The mirror at the center calls, and pulls the viewer inside...
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Eventually, he snorts, as though he can't believe she's even asking the question.
"Nothing would disgust me more than to stand idly by while people suffered, even in Enbarr."
Felix nods, a single incline of his head in her direction. This, he doesn't hesitate to give her.
"You have my word."
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She can't really be too thrilled about it, because it means that in some reality...some broken timeline...Fodlan will continue to suffer under it's status quo. But telling Felix about Those Who Slither in the Dark is another matter entirely. It touches too close to home.
"...Have you seen enough to know that she is dead? Or should we go examine the corpse."
She would also much, much rather be gone from this memory. Triumphant as she was, seeing a city burned and people dead makes her stomach a touch queasy.
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This was an evil thing to have to witness, and he does not relish it.
"I've seen all that I need to see," he mutters, the weight of it suddenly settling wearily upon his shoulders. He believes her. She has no reason to lie to him, or to have allowed the Archbishop to live in secret.
He turns his back on the smoke, the fires, the chaos that still reigns in the city in the aftermath. He only wishes it were so easy to put this from his mind as from his sight.
"Let's get out of this place."