bookwyrm
Who knew an earring could cause so much trouble? You'd think a monarchy would chose a larger symbol, like a crown or a scepter or a robe, but nooooo. They chose the one thing that everyone is constantly loosing.
Bloody hell. This is the last time I pick something up from a ditch.
The ace of hearts. I'm growing obsessed with that, with finding a group to belong to. I wish I didn't have to do this, but...
I spent years alone with my brain and my books. They never tell you how much it hurts to have friends.
Dull. Dull like unpolished wood, like something raw, and imperfect. Practically everything starts out dull. Diamonds, metal, wood. Even people. But with a bit of polishing, almost anything can become shiny.
I knew there was a reason this damn thing came so cheaply. Bloody rip off, bloody salesman. How in high holy heaven am I going to defeat a dragon with an iron sword? Is it really so hard to sell me a damn mithril sword when I ask for one?