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“Like how we must live for more?” Her words strike my heart. They echo through time from another’s lips. Live for more. More than power. More than vengeance. More than what we’re given.
:O!!
“Slaves aren’t part of the pack, so we can’t fight like them. Not that it matters. The wolves don’t have it right either. They take too much from their pack leader. Cut off the head, the body retreats.”
the foundations of the republic <3
“So the answer is autonomy,” I say. “Maybe.” She bites her lip. Later that night, she elaborates. “It’s like a hand.”
Mustang’s strategy is Eo’s dream.
“She’s allowed to stay around on Olympus?” I ask innocently.
oh an innocent Darrow is so sweet xD
I love this part so fucking much!
“Tactus is an Iron Gold. His blood is as old as the Society. They look at compassion, at reform, as a disease. He is his family. He will not change. He will not learn. He believes in power. Other Colors are not people to him. Lesser Golds are not people to him. He is bound to his fate.”
Yet I’m a Red acting like a Gold. No man is bound to his fate. I can change him. I know I can. But how?
Fear marks his face. Fear of the unknown. Fear of the pain I willingly bore. Fear when he realizes how different he is from me.
ToT
Most of those voices would be slaves. Instead, they follow willingly. Soon even those of House Apollo will follow me.
:O
“The point is to show them that they can’t gorywell cheat in their own game. That the ArchGovernor can’t just say his son is best and should beat me just because he was born lucky. This is about merit.”
You are going to do great things, Darrow.” She never calls me Darrow. “Maybe you don’t have to do them alone?”
I think I’m eighteen now, Earth metric. Not rightly sure.
then loudly command her to fetch the wine we scavenged on our trek to Jupiter.
“And I order you to get drunk!” I roar to my army. They look at me like I am mad. “Get drunk?” one says. “Yes!” I cut him off before he can say more. “Can you manage that? Act like fools, for once?” “We’ll try,” Milia cries. “Won’t we?”
They’re all smart enough to have figured out their parts even if they don’t know the play.
“How did he convince you not to make him a slave, Darrow?”
I don’t know if she understands what game I’m playing.
“And you don’t mind cheating?” I ask. “Cheat or be cheated, no?” Familiar.
I find my Howlers around his body. The snow is red. They stare at me as I descend, my knifeRing wet with the blood of a Peerless Scarred.
This is not supposed to happen. It has never happened. Children do not take Olympus, not in history on all the planets was this even thought of.
Funny thing, watching gods realize they’ve been mortal all along.
