There Are Also Sketches Made Before I Started Reading The Last Trilogy. Just Comfort Things.

Fitzloved doodles yayyy

It was neither pain nor pleasure; it was connection, pure and simple, as if we shared a skin. I lay still under that scrutiny, lacking even the strength to tremble, as I prayed he would go no further. I need not have feared.

The Open Window, Carl Holsøe, late 19th to early 20th century

Oil on canvas 28 ¾ x 23 ½ in. (73.2 x 59.7 cm)

"In that last dance of chances

When I know you'll not be mine

I will let you go with longing

And the hope that you'll be fine."

/The latest pictures I drew while reading. It's hard for me to describe how mentally devastated I was. Yes, I'm not opposed to taking a break to read rw chronicles. The last picture is an attempt to figure out how Beloved looks in darker colors(brown as an appleseed🥺)

/And now, something else. In the translation to my native language, the poem sounded a little different and I decided to translate it back literally. This is the first version I read, and damn it, the dance of hope? There's no hope here. I really like this version, but damn it, how I cried.

The last dance is a dance of hope,

Fleeting, like a dream and smoke.

I will leave the hall, unable to watch,

How easily you spin with someone else.

The last dance is a dance of hope...

The weight of farewell is heavy.

May the other one, to whom you’ll go,

Return your wings.

The last dance is a dance of hope...

I’ll let you go without a word.

May the one who will take my place,

Give you love.

The last dance is a dance of hope...

The thread fades, breaks.

To know each other - and lose everything,

And live... and not live... not live.

I never posted on here before but I simply have to share this test which I just took. It tells you which ROTE character you are most like. This is my result. If you have not tried this test, I recommend it. It's quite fun. Here is the link: https://app.ex.co/stories/keppetf10/which-realm-of-the-elderlings-character-are-you-most-like-?pb_traffic_source=pinterest

absolutely devastated that she is not kissing me sweetly on the forehead rn

José Villegas Cordero (Spanish, 1844-1921) Pages of the Dogaressa, 1888 Museo de Bellas Artes de Sevilla

Prophet and Catalyst

The scene it's based on:

No text + lineart appreciation versions

They seem like "really good friends"

literally what kind of monster would beat up a silly little jester

Across the snow storm