Jenn Lyons

The Discord of Gods

Cassidy Nolan

“You know you’ve won when you’re still around to listen to the silence.”

“That does it. I’m going to hurt you now.”

talea, you beautiful, insane, chaotic angel

Talea certainly couldn’t see where Drehemia was.

And in the Raenora Velley, the final battle began.

So what did I do in response to being hit by a massive object moving that fast?

“Power is a mountain, Senera. A mountain that humanity climbs to feel safe or give our lives meaning or, I don’t know, just bolster our self-esteem. People will never stop climbing, never stop trying to be the one who reaches the top. Never stop trying to make sure that no one else can climb up there and throw them rolling back down. And yet, someone always does. I’m not saying it’s wrong to fight them, but keep doing it the way you are, and the inevitable result is that you’re going to look down one day and realize the person at the top of the mountain is you. And then you’ll have to ask yourself if all the bodies you climbed over to get there were justified. If all the deaths were worth it. If the answer is yes, then you’ll have simply replaced what you were fighting. And if the answer is no, then what the hell were you even doing?”

He had always thought she was beautiful. From the moment he first saw her, paper white and dressed in silver, trying to embrace winter, ice, and unfeeling cold with all her might so she could deny all the colors that ran through her soul. Like trying to splash white paint over a complicated, brilliant portrait so she could draw something simpler and neater. Easier to recognize, but far less true.

i am in SHAMBLES. how am i supposed to move on with my life after this series???

The Discord of Gods

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