“Blood. Mad blood. A blood so strange and feral replaced the one I had.”— Osip Mandelstam, tr. by Bernard Meares, from “Transfixed,” c. 1936
I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!
Let him come. I will smash him, just as Father did, and this time he will die. Stannis did not frighten her, no more than Mace Tyrell did. No one frightened her. She was a daughter of the Rock, a lion. There will be no more talk of forcing me to wed again. Casterly Rock was hers now, and all the power of House Lannister. No one would ever disregard her again.
a song of ice and fire meme: [2/2] kings/queens ☆ cersei lannister
“You make a fool of death with your beauty,”— Florence & The Machine, from High as Hope (2018); “Hunger,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

from “From Modernist Entombment to Postmodernist Exhumation: Dead Bodies in Twentieth-century American Fiction” by Lisa K. Perdigao