Nothing is, but forward is the only way to go. We can no longer turn back to where we've come.
[ She's practical and pragmatic. There's no room for hesitation. The Grisha do simply what must be done. They've learned if they do not, it will be the end of them. Lord Crow may brood all he likes about the possibilities and all that he must take into consideration, but ultimately, none of it matters.
The White Walkers come for them all, Wall be damned.
He does manage a slight smile. A rather lopsided one, but a smile nonetheless. It softens his brooding features. She finds that she rather likes it. It's a pity that it comes so rarely. ]
That is a fine sentiment to drink to. I suppose if we do not, it matters not in the end. We'll all be dead anyway.
[ She's wry as she speaks. She would like to continue living, but the Grisha walk with death. All Wildlings do. It's an inevitable. ]
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on 2024-11-25 07:36 pm (UTC)[ She's practical and pragmatic. There's no room for hesitation. The Grisha do simply what must be done. They've learned if they do not, it will be the end of them. Lord Crow may brood all he likes about the possibilities and all that he must take into consideration, but ultimately, none of it matters.
The White Walkers come for them all, Wall be damned.
He does manage a slight smile. A rather lopsided one, but a smile nonetheless. It softens his brooding features. She finds that she rather likes it. It's a pity that it comes so rarely. ]
That is a fine sentiment to drink to. I suppose if we do not, it matters not in the end. We'll all be dead anyway.
[ She's wry as she speaks. She would like to continue living, but the Grisha walk with death. All Wildlings do. It's an inevitable. ]