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might not have magic, but resentment is a powerful thing.
fragility. I don’t know if the bones in my body are as gold as the rest of me, but for my sake, I hope they are. I hope my spine is gilded, because I’m going to need a strong backbone if I want to survive.
What a bastard, time is.
“You care for your King Captor.”
“The goldfinch likes her cage. What a shame.”
“You want to make your life easier? Then be the caged bird that you are and sing.”
Someone has shoveled a path straight to the tent flaps, clearing the way so my boots don’t sink into the deep snow.
My attitude is a brick façade over crumbling plaster vulnerabilities.
No one can tell the difference between tears and raindrops on your cheeks. No one sees your watery smile when you’ve got the clouds to compete with.
oh this is poetry
“I think you’ve had enough orders, Goldfinch,”
hope you burn so bright that you scorch your Golden King down to ash.”
Did I think he was beautiful before? I take it all back. He’s an ugly bastard.
BAHAHAHAH
for some damn reason, he’s made it his mission to unravel me completely. Starting with my ribbons.
oh I love this
He’s ink in the water. A black cloud in the sky. An abyss in the ground that I’ll fall inside forever. I hate him for it. I hate him for every push, for every
“There it is, Goldfinch,” he purrs, and that dark caress is back in his voice. “You’ve finally found your fight.”
“The real question is, why don’t you hate him?”
“Funny how his kingdom is rife with poverty, when he could simply touch a rock and save his people from cold and starvation. What a great king he is.”
clock it
“Sometimes,” he murmurs, “things need first to be ruined in order to then be remade.”
“People accept what they hear if it agrees with their predispositions.
“If you tried, you could shine brighter than the fucking sun. Instead, you’ve chosen to sit back and wither.”
“Commander, I must insist that you don’t touch King Midas’s favored.” “I must insist that you shut the fuck up,” Osrik drawls.
slay osrik
I’ve been bending over backwards for so long that I forgot I even had a spine.
