"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
"I see. And possibly. Why do you ask?"
“He’s quite the annoyance. I might have to dispose of him if he keeps attempting to bother me. What kind of person attacks another just because they killed a man?”
Ragnaris narrows his eyes. "Threaten my grandson again, and you may find that the flames of a dragon are not something a mere mortal would wish to endure."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
"I see. And possibly. Why do you ask?"
“He’s quite the annoyance. I might have to dispose of him if he keeps attempting to bother me. What kind of person attacks another just because they killed a man?”
Ragnaris narrows his eyes. "Threaten my grandson again, and you may find that the flames of a dragon are not something a mere mortal would wish to endure."
“Who said anything about being a mortal. I’ve been reduced to nothing but a head, and I came back from that. A little bit of fire is the least of my concerns.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
“It doesn’t, it’s more the fact that I can manipulate my soul, and crush other people’s souls with mine, and I’m really lucky.”
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
“It doesn’t, it’s more the fact that I can manipulate my soul, and crush other people’s souls with mine, and I’m really lucky.”
“Interesting. I wonder if that would work on me…”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
“It doesn’t, it’s more the fact that I can manipulate my soul, and crush other people’s souls with mine, and I’m really lucky.”
“Interesting. I wonder if that would work on me…”
“It might work on you, but I don’t want to try it unless I have to.”
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
“Huh. Interesting…”
“Where ya from mate?”
“Kentucky.”
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
“It doesn’t, it’s more the fact that I can manipulate my soul, and crush other people’s souls with mine, and I’m really lucky.”
“Interesting. I wonder if that would work on me…”
“It might work on you, but I don’t want to try it unless I have to.”
“One of those kinda fighters. I can respect that.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“If I am strong enough to beat you I shouldn’t have to right?”
“Not sure if you can beat me, definitely not at my full power.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“If I am strong enough to beat you I shouldn’t have to right?”
“Not sure if you can beat me, definitely not at my full power.”
“Anyone at their full power could probably beat me, other than the fact I might turn your full power off.” He says “But we don’t need to fight about it.”
“If I am strong enough to beat you I shouldn’t have to right?”
“Not sure if you can beat me, definitely not at my full power.”
“Anyone at their full power could probably beat me, other than the fact I might turn your full power off.” He says “But we don’t need to fight about it.”
“You couldn’t beat me if you tried your absolute hardest. But no point in try to prove a point we both know is right.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“If I am strong enough to beat you I shouldn’t have to right?”
“Not sure if you can beat me, definitely not at my full power.”
“Anyone at their full power could probably beat me, other than the fact I might turn your full power off.” He says “But we don’t need to fight about it.”
“You couldn’t beat me if you tried your absolute hardest. But no point in try to prove a point we both know is right.”
Jason almost says something in reply, but decides against it, knowing this argument will either go nowhere, or lead to a fight.
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“Kentucky.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Australia myself mate. Hear Kentucky’s a nice place though.”
He pauses for a moment “Ohhhh. Never been. In my time, we mostly called it New Holland. Still gotta get used to this time period.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Ragnaris narrows his eyes. "Threaten my grandson again, and you may find that the flames of a dragon are not something a mere mortal would wish to endure."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Who said anything about being a mortal. I’ve been reduced to nothing but a head, and I came back from that. A little bit of fire is the least of my concerns.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“That’s something new. You’re from the future, and I’m from another world. How many presidents does America have? I can tell how far in the future it is from that.”
“Past actually. We had 23, but we were forced to get a new one after I murdered him, so 23 technically.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Ah you murdered the president. Same actually if you can believe it, but I’m pretty sure I’ve killed more world leaders than just that. Not sure though.”
“He was a universe hopping theoretically immortal madman. Had to put him down.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“That’s awesome dude, I’ve actually challenged some multi dimensional creatures myself.”
“Interesting. What exactly can you do? Shooting leaches doesn’t sound like enough to kill a multi dimensional being.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“It doesn’t, it’s more the fact that I can manipulate my soul, and crush other people’s souls with mine, and I’m really lucky.”
“Interesting. I wonder if that would work on me…”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“It might work on you, but I don’t want to try it unless I have to.”
“One of those kinda fighters. I can respect that.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
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“If I am strong enough to beat you I shouldn’t have to right?”
“Not sure if you can beat me, definitely not at my full power.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Anyone at their full power could probably beat me, other than the fact I might turn your full power off.” He says “But we don’t need to fight about it.”
“You couldn’t beat me if you tried your absolute hardest. But no point in try to prove a point we both know is right.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Jason almost says something in reply, but decides against it, knowing this argument will either go nowhere, or lead to a fight.