hit that heart if you want something !

    ... when you listen again to the arthur soundtrack and MISS YOUR MUSE. 

BRIGHT  BLUE  eyes  implore,  hands  drifting  towards  him  in  gentle  palms  that  seem  to  glow  with  an  ethereal  light.  magic              but  not  of  this  world.  it  did  not  sing  with  the  voices  of  the  animals,  did  not  rustle  the  trees  or  leap  with  the  wind.  it  seemed  otherwordly  in  that  respect,  too  bright  to  be  anything  of  this  world.  a  tender  smile  tipped  up,  her  expression  relaxed  &  calming.  she  moved  forwards  again,  plate  armour  clanking  terribly.

         ❛   please,  allow  me.   ❜   she  wriggled  her  fingers  before  draping  them  across  a  small  cut  on  her  cheek.  her  holy  symbol  brightened  &  her  eyes  seemed  to  flash  pure  white  before  her  hand  retracted.  her  skin  laid  unblemished  once  more.  pike  gestured  to  the  wound  at  his  side,  eyes  still  kind  &  gentle,   ❛   it’s  kinda  what  i  do.   ❜

sc ╱  @borneking

                                                SMILE  stretches  upon  NOBLE  lips  as  he  is  quick  to  assure  her  that  he  MEANS  no  harm,  Sword  still  by  side  as  he  maneuvers  belt,  and  makes  sure  that  it is  not  something  that  could  be  EASILY  unsheathed. ❛❛  IS  this     wot     you  do  then  ?  Go  about     fixin’     MEN. ❜❜  Words  said  whisper-like  for  he  fears  if  he  SPEAKS  too  loudly  that  he’ll  awaken,  and  this  will  be  nothing  MORE  than  a  dream.  The  pain  at  side  had  for  the  most  part  subsided  OR  he  had  grown  so  accustomed  to  it  that  he  merely  FORGOT. ❛❛  Got  myself  into  a  bit  of  a    BIND    you  see  … — ❜❜  BROW  creases  as  he  steps  towards  her, ❛❛  You  should  be  careful  with  that     PARTICULAR     gift  luv’,  not everyone is  so  understanding. ❜❜  Of  course  hinting  at  the  endless  HUNT  for  mages  in  the  kingdom,  a  hunt  started  by  the  MAD  King  Vortigern.

@borneking

         She did not announce her presence, there was no welcome party waiting to guide her through the halls of the keep. No guard or servant stopped her as silent steps took her to the throne room, and none had yet arrived when she entered. And so the wizard waited, took the time to notice. This place felt different now than it had when Uther had reigned, and certainly different from the darkness that had spread from Vortigern’s shadow. It was lighter, an aura so bright she nearly had to shield her eyes against it. 

               And then he entered. 

        “Tell me, Arthur, now that you have the whole of England to command, what will you do with the mages?”

                                    ❛❛             Wot  to  do  with  the  Mages  ? ❜❜   ALREADY  mind  at  work  as  he  readies  to  PURGE  the  kingdom  of  whatever  PREJUDICES  were  left  from  his  uncle’s  reign. ❛❛  SIMPLE,  let  them  GO.  I  am  not  my  Uncle  —  a  MAGE  came  to  my  rescue,  and  in  the  rescue  she  set  me  FREE. ❜❜  Looks  down  at  feet  as  he  walks  around  room. ❛❛  I  have  nothin’  against  the  Mages  …  why  have  enemies  when  you  could  have  friends,  do  you agree  with  me  then  ?  ❜❜  

his touch garners almost no reaction, and gwen has to force herself to blink, to focus more clearly on him in front of her.  everything feels just a little bit off, like a sidestep away from reality, and gwen…gwen doesn’t know what to do.  absentmindedly, her hand raises, fingertips brushing the vicious bruising around his eye.  ❝you’re hurt.❞ as though he doesn’t know.

had he asked a question? she thinks he might have, and she tilts into his warmth as she tries to remember what it was, non-verbally apologetic about the way the damp of her clothes presses against him.  ❝they burned my village.❞ she chokes on a sob on the last word, knees week where she stands, and she’s trembling, though whether from emotion or cold is hard to say.  ❝my father put me on a horse but i fell, i fell off and when i turned to look there was nothing…nothing at all.❞

                                     He  offers  her  his  heart,  a  BASTARD  heart  (  though,  one  wouldn’t  know  that  for  another  TEN  years  )  at  that.   ❛❛  I’M  HERE,  YOU’RE  SAFE.  ❜❜   Hands  go  to  cup  her  cheeks  as  he  looks  down  into  her  eyes,  and  sees  the  sorrow  of  the  world. ❛❛  WE’LL  get  even  one  day. ❜❜  A  PROMISE  made  in  a  whorehouse  in  Londinium.  The  pain  around  eye  lessens,  ❛❛  You’re     MY     family  now,  you  know  that  ?  We’ve  got       each  OTHER.     ❜❜ CHILDISH  declaration  that  in  years  to  come  they  will  BOTH  remember,  a  declaration  that  has  SEALED  their  fates. ❛❛  I’ll  get  you  cleaned  up  …  do  you  trust  me  to  do  that  ?  ❜❜ as  he  MOTIONS  to  the  quieter  part  of  whorehouse  a  place  where  the  CLIENTS  cannot  go.

me : i shouldn’t really have two blogs with charlie as the fc me : OH WELL. 

my muse is still here but !! catch me here for the time being 

she’s got two skinned knees and dirt on her face.  exhaustion weighs down on her small frame heavily, almost visible on her shoulders, even as she keeps walking.  gwen knows exactly where she’s going - exactly who she’s looking for.  rain and wind batter her; her cloak was soaked through hours ago, and her fingers are numb, but she doesn’t stop.  not till she finds the building.  she gets through without much trouble - they know her by now - and makes her way to his room, where she knows he is.  she’s so small among the adults there she goes almost unnoticed until she finds him.  it’s only then that she stops, trembling where she stands, and tries to smile.  ❝arthur.❞ it comes out faint and a little desperate.  she’s been travelling for so long. // @borneking

                                            ❛❛  Couple  more  swings  I  would’ve     HAD     him. ❜❜ He’s  fourteen  going  on  TWENTY;  as  he  tries  to  steal  a  bottle  of  ale  when  the  bartender  has  head  turned.  ALL  of  a  sudden  there’s  a  voice  that  turns  head,  and  has  him  drop  bottle,  AND  steak  from  eye. ❛❛                      GWEN ! ❜❜ Worry  passes  upon  visage  as  he  stands  a  BIT  straighter,  and  gets  up  from  stool. ❛❛  Wot  happened   ? ❜❜  ALREADY  offering  an  arm  as  he  can  SEE  that  she’s  weak, ❛❛  It’s    ALRIGHT    I’m  here  now  … ❜❜  WHISPERS  this  as  he  shakes  head,❛❛  WHO  did  this  I’ll  fuckin’  kill  ‘em. ❜❜  

me , here to write !!! you bet.