all around the mulberry bush the Monkey chased the Weasel the Monkey thought it was a Great Joke pop goes the Weasel
*****
He urged the horse on faster, skidding and slipping through the damp of the cobblestone road, reins yanked hard, blood flecked from the horse's mouth. But Quentin didn't notice. All I could wonder is if the flames were from which manorhouse.
OhGodnopleasenothernotbailesshe'stheonlythingIhavethatworks
Q leapt from the saddle, knife already drawn. One fluid motion carried me through the door into the main parlor, where a smallish form lay crumpled over, coughs racking her(not her)chest. He picked up Ellisandra like a sack of wheat, pulling her out into the street, plucking the note from her hand.
She spoke but Quentin didn't hear a word of it. None of his words, either, as he dropped a Trump into her lap.
"Just staking a prior claim..."
The citizens paused, for one chilling moment, as the horrible, horrible sound of a shattered man (what price love?) filled the air.
bailes?
CIROIwillkillyouIwillpullyourentrails fromwithinyouandIwilllikeitIwillrelishitIwill tasteyourfoulbloodandfeastonyourdarkheart ifyouharmherIWILLIwillbecomeevenmorehorriblethanyou...
I saddled back up and rode for Arden.
Merlin's eyes widened at the sight before him, this darkness, this Dark Man, slits of steel grey watching, waiting. I told him to take me to Chaos or he would die. And Quentin meant it. I'd kill him in a heartbeat. Nothing mattered to him anymore but one life, and one death.
Exactly who was represented by those two phrases was still up in the air.
Redskies(at night)blueskieslandscapetwisting wherewouldtheygowhereismylove IwillTEARTHESEWALLSDOWNaroundme bailes?
Here Quentin stands, as far from home as he had ever been. I am scared, but I know what must be done, either way. He will send Merlin home.
(bailes?)
*****
Quentin/I/He stood there alone, always alone, and cried for his love.
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