9 Works by lanceoflight
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Protect me from what I want, she thinks. The bluebirds and blackbirds still sing.
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Often blue is something of theirs. Now their blue blood is seen by the sky, fluorescent cobalt, syllabic voltage, searing and hot. Her enemy, her enemy who sends the blue flame to licking at her feet as a messenger from hellish depths, her enemy, her enemy, who with her brings the sky down to red as blood, the clouds and constellations cracking glass with each slam of her hammer.
There is no other option of Her pale mare: she rides forth to meet Her.
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saintmaker, master of the red spear by lanceoflight for darkdrift
Fandoms: Elden Ring (Video Game)
08 Sep 2024
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God is the new city & She is the capital. She had to hide from the making of saints, and in the marrow of their bones is the hunger that comes with being raised in a place like this & that. Preamble for the future works its way behind his eyes: She who lies like a cross. He is rendered witness to a crucifixion, God split through by a red lance like Love.
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Following the dark river, the girl who would be god walks ever-forward.
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florets for sidereal hands by lanceoflight
Fandoms: Dark Souls III, Dark Souls (Video Games)
23 Mar 2024
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Nothing he had done was ever enough. Their mages spun magic from nothing but when skies were choked with the hands of smoke it’s not as if they could spare the healing, the miracles. In the absence of holy law he’s used to being left on his knees, waiting in the dust, blood pushing past the widened gaps of his armor. Weeping between the leather cracks in his gauntlets.
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wayward daughter / wayward god by lanceoflight
Fandoms: Dark Souls III, Dark Souls (Video Games)
05 Feb 2024
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She tastes salt, sweat, on her tongue. The clouds could clear and she has seen them, how those incandescent pilgrims will fall to their knees. A blessing from their god, their saint, their deity, who carries their kingdom’s name like a soldier would a spear, who tears scraps of light from the sun and to hold in her own hands, to share at her table, to bless her eager postulants with her very own protection. So ardent, so steadfast in her worship of fire, that who knows her aside from this? Who knows the color of her portrait, the slashes of her face, without being doused in ceremonial flame, without being obscured in a totality of darkness. Implicitly, unknown: what world is there, where she would dare to draw a comparison between herself and her sister.
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whitelight in reflection by lanceoflight for pathos_kai_pothos
Fandoms: Dark Souls III, Dark Souls (Video Games)
18 Dec 2023
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He holds his breath. It almost feels sacrilegious. To introduce such horror to a holy space. His body, all flesh, all blood, all bone. Made tender, made vulnerable.
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elegy for something soft by lanceoflight
Fandoms: Dark Souls III, Dark Souls (Video Games)
04 Dec 2023
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Oh, how the years have changed them still. She cannot imagine being as defenseless as they were when they were younger. Instead, this castle has changed her: perpetually on guard with wary eyes, waiting for the next warning of thunder to bemoan a strike of lightning.
Maybe, she thinks wryly, the castle’s court and the open battlefields weren’t so different after all. Only in their mannerisms, their favored blades, but both had taken them and chewed and spat them out upon finding the taste of tenderness. Made men of them, made monsters of them. -
ode for the silent / ode for your promised land by lanceoflight
Fandoms: Elden Ring (Video Game)
09 Nov 2023
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This is: an act of worship for she who is most beloved. This Saint, who would build a haven, a kingdom, a sanctuary in search of giving her what is owed to the both of them.