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To fell every linden tree by vrisadefer
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
18 Apr 2025
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It is the final day of the siege of Suchdol. Judgement Day, some would call it later on. The Praguers' camp had been razed to the ground by reinforcements arriving from Rattay: with Markvart dead, the rest of their forces flee.
Yet, despite being taken back, no victorious hymns echo through the fort. Mortal silence falls upon them: in the heart of the inner courtyard, Sir Hans Capon of Pirkstein kneels, unmoving, on the blood-soaked ground. No words reach him—no hands are strong enough to pull him away. Those who try to approach him cross themselves: the young lord is blind to the world.
It is only Father Godwin’s prayer that breaks through; his palms shaking, spread over Hans’ head: Pater noster, qui es in cælis, sanctificetur nomen tuum; adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua.
Fiat voluntas tua, he repeats, and waits.
Sicut in cælo et in terra, Hans finishes, his voice breaking. He raises his eyes for the briefest moment—as Godwin kneels down to gently pry his hands away.
Henry’s body in his arms is already cold.
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06 Jan 2026
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C-plot by flowersforthemachines for KiaStirling
Fandoms: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
14 Dec 2025
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“What am I supposed to do with you?” Lucanis asks.
Why don’t you try asking Caterina? When Illario tries to speak, only a groan comes out, so he puts the vitriol meant for his voice into the eyes instead, hoping it conveys. Maybe she could be the second Dellamorte who sends another one to death. Won’t we sleep better at night knowing it simply runs in the family?
“I have a suggestion.”
Illario twitches at the sound of a voice entirely unfamiliar. When he raises his head, he sees the heavy-armoured elf Rook and Lucanis brought along, whose name eludes him. The abundance of blue and grey and the gaudy griffon head on his shield suggest he’s another warden. Rook keeps familiar company.
“I’m conscripting him into the Grey Wardens.”
Instead of being subjected to Lucanis's choice after his attempt at becoming First Talon, Illario is instead conscripted into the Grey Wardens.
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23 Dec 2025
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vessel, shadow, hurrying light by rowanisawriter
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
22 Jun 2025
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A lurch in his stomach, like the moment of dark surprise when he misses a step going down the stairs. It soon turns into a gnawing sensation, a memory of hunger that seems to be there always, although Hans has since always had enough to eat. Hunger for touch. For Henry. For their desperate fumbling in his borrowed bed in the fortress. For more time together, despite the busy days that followed them in the Kuttenberg region after the siege, and then returning home to plan this, their great escape, their last chance.
Rattay, Vienna, Sofia, Constantinople, Alexandria, Jerusalem. Hans and Henry on pilgrimage to the Holy Land on borrowed time, through six cities, in six states of sin and sanctity.
Chapter six: dust from the holy sepulcher / absolution / jerusalem
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- Part 12 of altar
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22 Dec 2025
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He remembers the first time he saw Radzig after the truth was revealed— how suddenly he recognised the sweep of his hairline; the cut of his jaw; the shape of his smile. The reflection that stared back at him, not in still puddles, but polished bronze mirrors, was not spun whole cloth from his mother. He had been borne of loving union, the same as every other man of flesh and blood, save Christ Himself. And in Radzig's face, he could finally see that union realised.
Henry looks for himself once more, this time in the ugly remains of what had been his father.
Thirteen years after the Third Margrave Wars, the ugly spectre of violent death visits Henry of Skalitz once again.
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- Part 11 of dearer than worldly honour
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14 Dec 2025
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A sword, he can handle. Cold steel, heavy, growing lighter. Easier and easier to bear. Slowly, he puts his hand on Hans’s wrist, his fingers closing around him. Soft, yielding. He still doesn’t quite know how to wield him. Nothing like the blunt touch of steel, the certainty of it.
He sees Hans through the echoes of the red that touch the edges of his vision when he’s killing, and when he’s not. As though the blood he spills stains his periphery more and more every time.
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- Part 10 of altar
- Part 3 of original sins
Bookmarked by larkinna
09 Dec 2025