there ain't language for the things i've seen
WHO: Alan + Kain, Medicine Seller, Thingol, Bruce, Jaime + OTA
WHAT: Gotta catch 'em all
WHEN: Post-Winter Palace
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: N/A
WHAT: Gotta catch 'em all
WHEN: Post-Winter Palace
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: N/A
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Names are material; essence eternal. Whatever Thingol calls it by, the river flows on.
"By suffering we divide ourselves from others," He picks at the bandage about his fingers, considers. "Whether we cause it, or it's caused of us. But suffering is ours to end. To make our peace with."
"It would not hurt them, did they not still bear love for you."
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"Suffering cannot be controlled in that manner. It must be felt for a time and then released." he tilted his head, "Are you injured?"
No, he could not think of being loved and forgiven. It made his heart warm and vulnerable.
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But Thingol’s tense, and he’s changing the subject, and Alan hasn’t lost all his instincts for self-preservation; for empathy. When you strike a nerve, it's not always a sign to keep digging.
"It’s alright," The only two words he ever answers an inquiry like that with. Reflex — you don't show weakness of the pack — though for once it’s as much fact. Alan lifts it to display his palm, wrapped tight. "I’m just supposed to rest it."
Which. Climbing about in the library probably doesn’t qualify, but he’s always taken a rather loose interpretation of these matters. When it hurts, he doesn't use it so much. Problem solved.