Kiss The Rain
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“["We could make a pleasant journey of it, when the roads are less perilous. I need to see my birth home; it is long since I was there. Too long. I could show you all my favorite places, and the houses I used to throw stones at and the orchards I used to raid when I was a small boy and a little less wise than I am now."] "I'd like that," said Maerad.”
—Alison Croggon, from The Singing (thanks, thevorpalsword)
“Alas! Alas! The dead have come, The newborn babe, the withered king, And pale Bards whose empty hands No blessings bring. Poor shades, no hearth can warm them now. They walk beneath the roofless skies Forlorn and lost, and all men dread Their fading cries. Death has robbed their limbs of love And starved their gentle flesh to bone: At last beneath the starless sky Each stands alone. They pluck at me, in my dark mind Like burning rain their voices fall, And who can count their legion ranks Or name them all?”
—“From The Elidhu Canticles, Horvadh of Gent” (The Singing, Alison Croggon)Andy, You're a Star
Andy, You’re a Star Cover as done by The Killers
“Maerad, the longer I have known you, the less certain I am about anything. But I am willing to wager on my life that the Nameless One does not sit in any garden, eating fruit, and enjoying the sunshine. I think he has long ago forgotten what those simple pleasures mean. The company of true friends, the taste of good food, the blossoms in spring, all the ordinary things that make the texture and meaning of life - they mean nothing to him. He despises all that is temporary, all that passes with the passing day, because none of these things last forever. If he is indeed like you, then he has seen the blind fury of the cosmos; but unlike you, he desires its endlessness and power. He wants to be as infinite as the stars are, but at the same time hold onto himself. But in reaching for that immortality, he has thrown away everything that makes a self. That's what he did when he put away his Name. The things that matter most are fragile and mortal, but for that reason he despises them. And so he has nothing at all. ”
—Cadvan of Lirigon, The Singing“ "Since when," said Cadvan, smiling, "have I ever been able to tell you what to do? You have never taken the blindest notice-" "That's not true," said Maerad. "I've always listened. When it's sensible advice, that is." "I've always given you extremely sensible advice." Maerad grinned. "Sometimes it has been," she said. "Sometimes it's been too sensible.”
— The Singing, Alison Croggon
Hipster book rant
So I just finished rereading The Singing by Alison Croggon and then I went through the Pellinor tag and now I have so many Books of Pellinor feels
And now I wish I had the entire series with me so I could read them all again
I miss The Naming, that was probably my favorite book in the series
And The Riddle just gave me so many feels because something dramatic happened or someone died every 50 pages
Crap now I don’t know which one was my favorite anymore
And then The Crow was really cool cuz you had a whole book dedicated to Hem and suddenly he wasn’t just a secondary character anymore which was really hard for me to deal with at first but it was just so amazing watching his character grow
And then The Singing happened and I was just so happy and sad at the same time and there was so much love and this book was when I finally came around to Maerad/Cadvan and started shipping them
But nobody understands this because nobody has ever heard of/reads these books
It’s like my hipster book series
They and the fandom are practically underground
So thank you for humoring me and my feels in this rant
