Erthë

I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone

Blood trickled slowly from the shallow gash. There was no pain;he only noticed that she had been hurt when the hot crimson obscured her vision. Annoyed she tried to blink it away, but it just kept filling her gaze with red and eventually the little mare simply closed the eye and let the blood run, startling bright against her pale hide. Humiliation burned within her where she knelt, the helpless rage turning her eyes black and filling her ears with pointless noise that nearly drowned out the tirade he spat out over her. Erthë felt her blood run hot within her, searing the veins with a battle madness she had not known she possessed - a heritage from some ancient ancestor perhaps, more acclimated to war and savagery than her mother's gentle vagabonds - and she snarled wordlessly as she strained against the magic command that held her down.

"I refuse to be a part of it for as long as it is his" she said, and knew the truth of her words as they fell like hot coals from her lips, singeing the air with their intensity. "Sooner would I wrest it from him and put another in his place! No one is safe as long as he exists, neither you nor I nor either of our children. You know this, Rikyn, you have to know! I don't care what you think of me or what you call me, nor will I care if you never say a word to me again!" Actually, that might be a relief, come to think of it... "But if you do not oppose him, you might as well join him. There is no middle ground here, no room for clever tricks or ruses. Do you think a deceiver will allow himself to be deceived?"

Right or wrong, I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell

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