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It was a stench that Askeladd had always carried on himself as he wore his name, the essence beneath the appearance, as deep as the hidden meaning of a term that no one is able to understand anymore, unless they know where it comes from: they called him Askeladd because ‘covered in ashes, dung and mud’ was too long to shout.
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My attempt at studying Askeladd’s character through his relationship with Thorfinn from the very beginning.
Also, Askeladd doesn’t care about the kid, Thorfinn is a living headache and you must never trust life when it gives you cookies.
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GLORIOUS.
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If he bit into life as one bites into a bone to suck out the marrow, without taste, since there’s no meat, only out of hunger, it was for that sole purpose. (How flattering, knowing that someone does nothing but think about you, even while shitting and pissing!)At times, tho, he had the impression that something in Thorfinn’s mind was fading. The reason he followed him, or rather the reason itself. The hatred was always there, deep in his dilated pupils, as if it was spreading to invade the brown of his eyes when he stared at him without even blinking.
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I wish i could write a detailed note of how much i like this fic. but im not smart even though i could only feel thatt it was truly awesome. i mean, if it has me hitting walls and air boxing and and shinji posing and circling around my room like a planet orbiting the sun then it must be good. as they say, peak.