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So, yeah, 'Ala, my mother's here. Yeah, the crazy one. Actually, all of my mother-figures seem to be crazy. I wouldn't be surprised if Anghared was as well. Ok, two out of three are crazy, not all. So sue me.
...it's a modern term, don't think about it much.
I really shouldn't have drunk so much, but, fuck it. My mother. She's a girl, too, so either I'm a babe, or I'm not there at all. I can't tell her that I'm her son, and she'll know I'm dead and I can't lie and it's all so utterly fucked. Guinevere's here too, you know? Not ours, but Bran's. His mother. His mother, my mother, all we need now is Arthur to complete it and we'll be one bloody family.
Or something.
We'd kill each other if most of us weren't dead already.
She's a girl, 'Ala. A girl dancing and laughing to a young man's violin. I can't screw that up for her. Her life will all turn to crap soon enough without me as a ghost.
That's what Mordred doesn't say. He says, as a matter of fact, nothing at all. Just kisses 'Ala, roughly, possessively and only once before curling up on his side of the bed and going to sleep.
In the morning, after his hangover has subsided, then he'll tell. And slightly more coherantly, too.
...it's a modern term, don't think about it much.
I really shouldn't have drunk so much, but, fuck it. My mother. She's a girl, too, so either I'm a babe, or I'm not there at all. I can't tell her that I'm her son, and she'll know I'm dead and I can't lie and it's all so utterly fucked. Guinevere's here too, you know? Not ours, but Bran's. His mother. His mother, my mother, all we need now is Arthur to complete it and we'll be one bloody family.
Or something.
We'd kill each other if most of us weren't dead already.
She's a girl, 'Ala. A girl dancing and laughing to a young man's violin. I can't screw that up for her. Her life will all turn to crap soon enough without me as a ghost.
That's what Mordred doesn't say. He says, as a matter of fact, nothing at all. Just kisses 'Ala, roughly, possessively and only once before curling up on his side of the bed and going to sleep.
In the morning, after his hangover has subsided, then he'll tell. And slightly more coherantly, too.