Why are people fighting each other over this when the major information sites literally say:
“The coloration of elves as a whole varies wildly, and is much more diverse than that of human populations. However, as their coloration often matches their surroundings, the elves of a single community may appear quite similar. Forest-dwelling elves often have variations of green, brown, and tan in their hair, eye, and even skin tones” - 5eSRD
“Most high elves are fair-skinned rather than dark, though sun elven skin is a hue darker than that of the star elves or moon elves and dark elven skin, in particular, is dark brown. Most high elves have black hair, with silvery hues common amongst moon elves and star elves while blond or copper hues are more common amongst the sun elves.This hair is often worn long and loose.” - Forgotten Realms Wiki
“The high elf is the most common elf variety. High elves average 5 feet tall and typically weigh just over 100 pounds. They live on fruits and grains, though they occasionally hunt for fresh meat. High elves prefer colorful clothes, usually with a green-and-gray cloak that blends well with the colors of the forest.” - D&D wiki
“They are generally dark-haired and green-eyed, with very pale complexions the color of new cream. They simply do not tan, no matter how much time they spend under Oerth’s sun. High elves prefer to wear light pastels, blues and greens and violets, and often dwell in homes built into living wood, high in the trees.” - D&D High Elves, Wikipedia
“Elves’ coloration encompasses the normal human range and also includes skin in shades of copper, bronze, and almost bluish-white, hair of green or blue, and eyes like pools of liquid gold or silver. Elves have no facial and little body hair. They favor elegant cloth in gin bright colors, and they enjoy simple yet lovely jewelry.” - 5th edition Player’s Handbook
Most of the handbooks and official sites don’t even mention skin color or subspecies.
Hestia comforts the children of broken homes, she appears to
them as a school councilor that always has cookies. They cry in her arms, and
she lets them stay with her for as long as she can. She stopped calling home,
stopped making strongly worded comments to the parents. All there is left are
broken homes and suffering children.
Hera sits next to her sister, holds her hand and thinks
about the broken marriages that lead to broken homes. She listens to the
couples yelling at each other while she walks on the streets. She holds the
crying women, she listens to the hopeless men. All of the power that a goddess
of marriage possesses cannot help the people who were betrayed by their closest
After a long day, Demeter sits on the ground in her garden, holds
a cup of tea in hands that have dirt all over them. She wishes that more people
would remember what is under all of the concrete. She feels the dying of her
world, and curses those who do not care for it.
My favorite accusation from Kylo Ren defenders is how I, and other people who criticize Kylo Ren, “lack compassion”.
Because they’re right of course. Even if Kylo Ren WERE a canon victim of abuse (which he, as of now, is not). Even if Kylo Ren WERE a canon sufferer of mental illness (which he, as of now, is not)…
I don’t have compassion for an adult man who has shown over and over again that he has the opportunity to choose, and he has chosen to murder innocent people, assist in slavery and genocide, and abduct and torture both enemy combatants and civilians.
You know who I have compassion for?
I have compassion for the villagers on Jakku, who were massacred as they stood, disarmed and subdued by an invading foreign force.
I have compassion for Lor San Tekka, who, unarmed, faced a villain and tried to appeal to his humanity.
I have compassion for Poe Dameron, who was captured, tortured, and mentally violated.
I have compassion for Rey, a CIVILIAN, who was captured, tortured, and mentally violated.
I have compassion for Finn and all of the other Stormtroopers, who the First Order raised from childhood to be dehumanized cannon fodder and weapons.
I have compassion for the people of the Hosnian system, who died in the First Order’s genocide.
(Both of these crimes Kylo aided, with full knowledge of what they entailed.)
I have compassion for the people of Takodana, who died at the hands of an invading, foreign military force.
I have compassion for Han Solo, who was murdered at the hands of his son, when he begged the man to come home.
THAT’s where my compassion is. So you can forgive me for not having any to spare for a man who has chosen his fate.
What if Alice doesn’t see FP in Jughead as all of us thought but sees herself? FP clearly stated that Alice grew up in the south side of the town and she was a completely different person in the past. What if Alice was this tortured young woman from the wrong side of the tracks but she was intelligent and wanted to persue a life out of the Southside Serpent mess? Just like Jughead. So that’s why she is so fond of him and even talks about Betty falling in love with him so naturally, long forgotten the typical Alice Cooper tantrums regarding boys. Because she knows Jughead, she used to be him, and she expects great things from him just like she expected from her own younger self.
Though it may seem to be completely random, almost as if the entire series was entirely improvised with no plan, the Car Boys series can actually be broken down into 4 distinct dramatic sagas:
Episode 1-6 is the Saga of Beginnings. Starting with “Nick and Griffin Play BeamNG.drive,” where Nick first introduces Griffin to the came, continuing as they meet long time friends like Busto 1.0 and the Large Crusher, and finally culminating in “Nick and Griffin meet Busto 2.0,″ where The Boys unwittingly unleash their first major antagonist, transitioning straight into…
Episode 7-16, the Busto 2.0 Saga. Starting with “Nick and Griffin Launch OPERATION CONTAIN BUSTO 2.0,″ it chronicles the epic struggle to defeat the seemingly all powerful reality warper Busto 2.0. The Boys gain new tools and new abilities, finally culminating with “Goodbye, Gridmap” where The Boys finally manage to trap Busto 2.0 in the Large Crusher with Iron Man, finally defeating him forever.
Episode 17-27 is the Power Saga. Starting with “Nick and Griffin Move to Garfield Heights,” it’s a meandering, seemingly filler saga meant primarily to offer viewers a breather after the very tense Busto 2.0 Saga, but it’s also a way to showcase just how powerful The Boys have become, as they stretch and test the limits of these powers. It eventually does reach a dramatic climax in “Nick and Griffin in VR City,” where The Boys realize that they are finally powerful enough to achieve their long forgotten goal- to truly set Busto 1.0 free, and send him to heaven.
Episode 28-38 is the Saga of The Blob. It starts off with “Nick and Griffin in: The Nokia Incident” looking deceptively like an extension of the previous saga, with The Boys mostly just messing around and experimenting with their abilities (though there is some foreshadowing when they go underwater in the Nuclear Wasteland and see echoes of The Vortex within the Tesseract), but everything changes when Nick foolishly brings the unstoppable horror known only as The Blob into the world, and from there it’s a race against time as The Boys desperately try to find a way to defeat it. The saga, and the series, finally reach their conclusion in “Nick and Griffin Reach The End,” when they trap both The Blob and themselves in The Vortex beyond time and space, sacrificing themselves to keep the world safe from The Blob forever.
One of the things I get tired of from time to time is the perspective
that if something shows evil behavior then that means the story, song,
game, whatever, is inherently bad. But there is a difference between
illustrating evil behavior and promoting it.
Not all appearances of bad behavior invite bad behavior.
While one purpose of storytelling is to entertain, another purpose is to
teach or educate–a purpose that in today’s world, most people seem to
A long time ago, there used to be all sorts of horrific stories told.
Open Grimms’ fairy tales, and you’ll see that Cinderella really isn’t
that Disney-friendly. But often some of those older stories were meant
to teach a lesson or scare children into behaving (that latter point is
one I personally don’t condone). Horrific things happen in the Bible
(and the Book of Mormon). We can often learn from these accounts, but
some of them are simply a record of what happened (if you believe in
that), whether you like the content or not. It is what it is. Conspiring
incest, rape, slaughter, and even cannibalism can be found in scripture
stories. In today’s world, most people have been conditioned to believe
that stories are only meant to entertain. Or entertain and uplift.
Those two things are valid. But what I get tired of, though, is the
perspective that all stories should be full of puppies and rainbows
(yeah, that’s an exaggeration, but you know what I mean), and that’s
what we should be writing, and if a story is dark, it’s “bad” or lesser
or … something.
The World Needs Stories about Dark Things
It’s important we write about what I call “the big and heavies”–rape,
addiction, suicide, massacre, societal brainwashing, etc. And when I say
“we,” I don’t mean specifically that you or I HAVE to; I
mean “we” as in us, writers and creatives everywhere. The world needs
creatives who delve into the big and heavies, and here’s why:
1. Stories provide a safe means to explore and discuss dark things
The big and heavies are vital to discuss for a healthy society. We shouldn’t be turning a blind eye to dark deeds. We should be turning the right eye to them. Literature offers a safe way to explore and discuss these
issues. It offers some distance (because it’s usually a work of fiction)
while simultaneously having the ability to offer closeness–empathy.
Also, fiction provides a type of lens to view these behaviors through.
Speculative fiction might have a more exaggerated or symbolic lens, such
as the fashion industry of Panem in The Hunger Games, or the discussion of pure bloods in Harry Potter.
A lens lets us view the issues in a way that may emphasize certain
points or give us a new perspective on them, and again, the distance can
provide a bit of a “safe” buffer for readers. We aren’t talking about
racism; we’re talking about magical blood–and we can have a whole
discussion on it that correlates with issues seen in racism, and no one
needs to feel uncomfortable because this is about wizarding blood. Even
realistic fiction provides a perspective, though less exaggerated, to
see these issues through.
2. Powerful, emotional ramification drives home a point or idea or lesson.
Unlike reading text books or the news, fiction writing often works off making the audience feel something.
It appeals to emotional experience, even more than intellectual
experience. It is one of the only mediums where we can put on the skin
and thoughts of another person.
In parts of society, we try hard to divorce intellect and emotion, but
powerful emotional experiences are often what cement ideas and lessons
into our minds. Back in the day, fathers used to take their children out
to their property line and beat them so that the child would never
forget where the property line was. We’ve seen similar conditioning with
training wild animals. Both are crude examples, of course, but the
emotional experience drove home the lesson. While negative emotions are
powerful, this same thing can happen with strong positive emotions. We
remember powerful feelings of happiness and of love, and if there are
any lessons or insights associated with those, we recall those too.
In fiction, emotional experiences can drive home powerful lessons. And they stick with the audience.
Strong emotional experiences in fiction amplify the conceptual
ramifications of dark deeds, and cements into the reader the weight of
such behavior, in a way that pure intellect cannot. Once we “experience”
an issue, we care more about it. Fiction is a vehicle that allows us to
develop and fine-tune our empathetic skills, so we can better
understand and relate to those who’ve dealt with such issues.
3. Explore, cognitively, the causes, consequences, and facets of the big and heavies
In the real world, we live our own lives in our own perspectives, and
that’s it. In literature, you can include several perspectives of those
involved with an issue. You can often see the issue’s causes,
consequences, and facets to a degree you may not in your own life. You
can see far-reaching effects in a matter of hundreds of pages, rather
than decades or hundreds of years. This opens up new ideas, new
perspectives on the topic, which leads to more discussion.
4. To provide hope and uplift, in spite of darkness. To overcome.
I sometimes see this weird idea that an uplifting story needs to not
cross some invisible line too far into the dark. In some ways, that
couldn’t be further from the truth. As a Harry Potter fan, I’ve
had friends come up to me and talk about how they’re disappointed that
the stories got darker and darker. Maybe I’m weird (okay, there’s no
“maybe” about it), but I like that. I like stories getting dark. I like
when they get darker and darker. I like my evil, evil. I want the
Voldemort who tries to possess Harry to get Dumbledore to kill him. I
want the Voldemort who tortured animals as a small child and who
murdered others to split his soul into seven pieces. The world is often
an evil place. And how much more powerful is it to overcome the bowels
of the most wicked, than it is to overcome a guy who shoplifted? I like
my evil, evil. Not because I want to be part of the dark, but because I
like seeing people overcome it.
A story that includes dark materials can be just as uplifting, if not
more uplifting (because of the contrast) than a story that doesn’t. The
idea that a story can’t be dark and inspiring is just unfounded.
Every Christmas season, I become a fan of The Trans-Siberian Orchestra
all over again. If you’ve never heard of them, you may still recognize
some of their most iconic Christmas songs, some of which have gone viral
on synchronized Christmas light videos.
What many people might not realize is that each of their Christmas
albums actual tells, and comes with, a written story. If you see the
Trans-Siberian Orchestra live, they will read the story to you bits at a
time, interspersed with music. But not all their stories are about
happy sleigh rides, warm fires, Christmas hams, and decorated trees.
There are parents who abandoned their disabled children, babies born
addicted to crack, love that has been lost. But the stories and albums
are uplifting, not because the creators avoided dark subject matter, but
because they illustrated the power of overcoming–overcoming difficult
times and personal mistakes. It’s hard to make it through one of their
performances with a dry eye through the whole thing.
5. To render reality–others’ reality or your own
But some stories aren’t necessarily meant to be about overcoming the
dark or inspiring an audience. Some stories are just about reality.
Human nature. The natural man. Experiences that people actually go
through. Some stories are simply meant to render, often for reasons 1-3.
It’s a statement. It’s meant to create social awareness, empathy. Maybe
it’s meant to start a discussion. Those stories need to exist too.
Keep in mind that many audiences only see stories strictly as mediums
for entertainment and, on a subconscious level, a reinforcement of a
positive, maybe even sugary, feelings and ideas. Those audiences may (on
a subconscious level) refuse anything that is otherwise, and
consider any mention of the dark and heavies as something that shouldn’t
be there. That is their right.
And in some cases, they are correct. Some stories do not need and
should not have dark content. It doesn’t serve the purpose of the
story, it messes up the tone of the story, and it can ruin what was
already working. You wouldn’t, for example, put in a serious plot line
in The Office about Pam being legitimately raped. It doesn’t fit.
And with all that said, you shouldn’t feel forced to write content you
feel very uncomfortable writing. Your work should reflect the writerly
Next week, I’ll talk about how to write about dark things without promoting them.
The funnest parts, to me at least, about being into Kpop while not(currently) speaking Korean, is looking up a song I really enjoy and finding out the lyrics and meaning the song was portraying. But one of the most interesting thing about Kpop, to me, is the ability to feel the emotions without even knowing what they’re saying. I can’t tell you how many times I end up crying over a song that is actually really up beat, then find out the lyrics were really saddening. So, here’s a list of my favorite songs(and some songs in general) that have insanely beautiful and/or meaningful lyrics. Enjoy.
Truly the ‘I am a boss ass bitch’ anthem in my mind. A a club-worthy beat, topped with lyrics screaming about self-worth and body confidence, 2NE1′s song is definitely one that makes you feel like a Queen, and damn ready to show the world your power.
I refuse to be compared I’m telling you the truth If we’re talking about my value I’m a billion dollar baby
Basically a 180 from 2NE1′s song, Toy touches on the feelings of being so low in your own thoughts and being nothing more than a toy for someone to play with until they’re bored of you, to be so consumed and desperate for love and affection, one doesn’t really care that it’s not truly love and affect their getting.
When I’m no longer useful you would secretly throw me away If only I can be remembered Even just a little bit Everything, I do it for you I’m a toy, toy
(I believe, I read this once, but can’t find the article again) The lyrics’ writer’s original meaning was towards her deceased father and wishing he was with her again, the song’s lyrics were altered a bit to fit into wishing for her former lover to be back again, and trying to overcome the breakup in a beautiful melody.
Everything finds its place and leaves You took all of me and left But like the two hands of the clock in my heart I keep lingering in the same place
The first time I read the lyrics, it honestly made my heart flutter, it was so sweet. The lyrics are full of the positive message of loving oneself and not looking for flaws that don’t exist, or simply don’t matter and just because they’re there, doesn’t make us unattractive or ugly in the slightest.
No matter how much I take you apart And look and look at you I can’t find that part of yourself That you think isn’t pretty
Topped with a very explicit video, both MV and lyrics heavily express and talk about a frustrating relationship and unwanted sexual advances, something I found really enjoyable and brave for a song seeing as there’s so many songs that have such underlying assault lyrics that it concerns me.
Fxxk U, don’t want it now I don’t wanna lay down next to you as if it’s natural Fxxk U, you know, Fxxk U I don’t wanna do it like this This isn’t how I feel
Theorized to be a goodbye song to past members, the ‘annual sad Christmas EXO song’ expresses fondness for an unseen/spoken for individual, singing words of love and adoration for someone long lost. Playing into the theory, the lyrics never indicate a significant other or female as most ‘love’ songs do, so I find myself agreeing with the song being a sad goodbye to memories made with the ex-exo members.
The way you cry, the way you smile I wonder how much they mean to me The words that I regretted when I looked back I will apologize but just listen I will sing for you, sing for you Just act casually
Lyrics that portray their emotions and thoughts after a breakup, that seems to be built on material wants, the cash, the diamonds, the pearls you spend, it’s nice to see lyrics that recognize an unhealthy relationship and although feeling the emotions of this person clinging tightly and refusing to leave them be, they stand their own and refuse to fall back into the relationship.
I barely fell asleep late at night The ringing sound wakes me up But I turn around and close my eyes
A beautiful tribute to RiSe and EunB, members of Ladies’ Code that were in a car accident and ultimately succumbed to their injuries, the song regardless of knowing the lyrics is full of such raw emotion from the mourning girls that you can’t help but cry either way.
But I won’t cry, so you won’t feel bad I’ll try living without you now No matter how much it hurts, even if tears keep coming I wanna smile, I wanna think of you and smile
I gotta be honest, I stopped watching BTS’ MVs because they make me crying instantly? I don’t know what that’s about…but never the less, lyrics of a relationship that has changed, the lose of a friend and longing for things to be remembered and erased.
Did you change? Or did I change? I hate even this moment that is passing I guess we changed I guess that’s how everything is
Though not as hard hitting in the upbeat live performance of said song, the lyrics punch you in the gut none the less. Spinning emotions of not being the idea beauty in the world of Kpop and South Korea, 2NE1′s song expresses one’s desires to be just like her, I wanna be pretty.
I think I’m ugly And nobody wants to love me Just like her I wanna be pretty I wanna be pretty Don’t lie to my face tellin’ me I’m pretty
Lyrics that really punch you in the throat about how low people think of themselves, Loser spins an image of self-worth, or more or less the lack of confidence in yourself that I think everyone can relate to at some point or another.
Honestly, I’ve never fit in with the world I was always alone It’s been a long time since I’ve forgotten about love I can’t listen to hopeful love songs anymore You and me both We’re just sad clowns, tamed, and scripted
It had been thirty-four hours since you’d yelled at Jungkook and he had left your office. It had been thirty-four hours since you’d collected yourself after shattering your phone set into pieces and ran out of your office looking for him. Jaebum told you with a dejected frown that Jungkook had left. Where to? His guess was just as good as yours, if not worse.
You ran out to your car, the chill of the night air biting against your bare arms and cheeks, but you’d be lying if you said you felt it. You went at a crawl through the streets, stomping down on the brakes and squinting to make out the face of each and every pedestrian you past who resembled Jungkook in any way. You had even called out to a few of them, earning you nothing more than odd stares or blatant ignorance. You didn’t believe he could have gotten very far, but after two hours of driving, there was no sign of him.
The hospital’s visiting hours were long over, which cut that out as an option. And it took a persuasive conversation and a few slow swipes of your tongue across your painted lips to convince the security guard of Jungkook’s apartment building to tell you that no one had come in or out since six that night. He’d left your building much later than that.
You returned to the building, your jaw aching from hours of clenching your teeth and your eyes downcast, staring at nothing in particular. Jaebum greeted you, and before he could get the chance to ask you what had happened, you held your hand up to him. You were tired of questions, you were tired of explaining things. But, mostly, you just didn’t want to relive the truth of the matter–this was entirely your fault.
Okay hear me out. He obviously remembered his best friend but like, how long had he gone without him after he sacrificed himself.
I mean when he met Pidge he didn’t think “Hey you look like someone I know” or when he saw the picture of Pidge and Matt he didn’t think “Wait I know them” SO DID HE FORGET WHAT MATT LOOKED LIKE. Guys what he was without him for so long he had forgotten what he looked like. What if he didn’t remember until Pidge said she was Sam’s daughter. He finally remembers how Matt looks. He can remember the terrified look on the boy when they were running from the craft, he remembers the worry marks on his sleeping face when he got knocked out.
Can you imagine after a long day he goes to Pidge’s room just to see her. And they just sit until he asks to see the picture of Matt. She shows it to him and he breathes a sigh of relief. When she asks why he is relieved he replies with tears in his eyes.
“I’d thought I’d forgotten what he looked like again.”
And it’s crazy isn’t it? How much you’ll be able to accomplish in a year. If you’re still the same person from last year, how do you expect to change for the better? Your life will move on without you. How many days will you be on autopilot? How many days will you cry over someone who has moved on? How many years will it take for you to get out of such a mentality? It’s not a sickness. It’s not a disease. It’s not even you. You’re not even yourself nowadays. Who are you? The person in the mirror, there’s been great talks about you. Sinner and angel, two sides to the same story. How badly do you want to change? How far would you go? I want to crack myself open and change as often as I’ll need to in order for me to properly heal from this, I want to rid myself of my depression, I just want to be happy, I want to dissect the anatomy of a memory, I want to remove a lover that no longer exists, I want so many things but I can’t even budge, a nudge from a place long forgotten. The glassy sky breaks into shards of rain, you kiss thy name in order to feel sane. There isn’t a method to your madness, you’ve simply just lost it. But maybe that’s the whole idea. That’s your process. You self destruct to recreate, you destroy who you were to pave way for who you will indefinitely be until the last bell rings and you’re running late, when the test is over, there’s only one real destination and I can talk a big game, I can point you towards the right direction, I can tell you how to love like the way the ocean will always kiss the shoreline with a ferocity, you’ll stay mad at yourself until you’re too far gone to return or just too hurt to want to go back. I’m here to tell you that you’re going to be okay. No matter how shitty of a person you’ve been, no matter how bad you’ve got it, no matter how often you have to relive the same fucking memory, no matter how much you still love them, no matter how long it’s going to fucking take, I promise you. We’re going to make it through this. The winds of tomorrow will scream for your resolution. You’re going to be your own validation. You’re going to feel beautiful. You’re going to own bravery. You’re going to soar. You’re going to bend, but you’re fucking titanium, you’ll never break. You’re going to be molded into many shapes, a butterfly made from pure fucking gold. This depression, these suicidal thoughts, this agonizing process they’ll call art– it’s just your healing process, it’s just you. And that’s the thing. Once I realized that this– the person that I am, there’s only ever going to be one me. I am the only person that’s ever going to truly happen to myself. You’re the only you that’s ever going to get your life together for yourself. So stick it out. Fake smile this shit all the way to mars. We’re going to be beautiful. I promise. I fucking promise you.
A/N: Here’s the second and final part of this fic. I hope you all enjoy it.
7:30 AM. Right on schedule.
Entering the department building, you make your way to your classroom and prepare yourself for another day of lectures and presentations…and the cute stranger who made a fool out of you with just one glance and a smile. Your series of humiliating moments from the day before still linger in your mind and with certainty, those moments still linger in the mind of the cute stranger as well. Maybe going to the library is the better option to let those memories be long forgotten over the weekend. You certainly don’t want him to taunt you about yesterday’s occurrences.
Okay, so I just finished reading both series and I was already speculating what Amren was when I read that SJM had told one of her readers already and they had freaked out. This means that we must already know what sort of creature Amren is without needing much more explanation. I also read that SJM confirmed that ACOTAR and TOG are in the same megaverse, so their separate dimensions can hypothetically be reached through, say, a wyrdgate.
Therefore, after careful deliberation and mulling over each character, all still fresh in my mind I have come to the conclusion that the best bet for what Amren’s true form is…. Manon.
Keep in mind, this would be Manon thousands of years after the war with Erawan in which she fell through a wyrdgate into the ACOTAR world as the cauldron was creating it. She was then trapped there and ensnared into a Fae body and went berserk, doing enough wrong to get her sent to The Prison. When she escaped, she knew that by now, Dorian and all her friends were probably long dead but never lost hope of returning to her realm.
There are a couple different points to back up my theory:
1. The blood drinking (emphasized by her particular love for goat blood which is what she and the Thirteen hunted and ate while in the Ferian Gap)
2. Her disinterest in other people, especially advances from men as (hopefully) she is still harboring her love for Dorian perhaps and not wanting to bother with the fae of this realm when her heart belongs in another dimension
3. She can read the Book of Breathings, written in a long forgotten language that everyone had forgotten. However, perhaps with everything in the war, Manon learned to read Wyrdmarks, as it was necessary for winning, and never quite forgot how to decipher it. Though after thousands of years she needed to brush up a bit before being able to read and translate the book. Or it could just be the dialect of Erilea that she has forgotten over the millenniums and must now remember how she had talked, and how she had read, feeling more and more sorry for Elide as she struggled to remember the way words were spelled and how the letters looked because she hadn’t realized how difficult it was to not be able to read.
4. Her automatic softness towards Feyre after she opened up about what happened with her family and what Tamlin had done to her, reminding Amren of a girl, thousands of years ago in another dimension who had also been abused and treated wrongly. So she gave Feyre the amulet to help her without even knowing her more than twenty-four hours. She just couldn’t help herself, there was so much Elide in that thin, Tamlin-wrecked girl that arrived at the House of Wind.
5. The fae body she is trapped in is the exact opposite from Manon’s, “several inches shorter than me [Feyre], her chin-length black hair glossy and straight, her skin tan and smooth and her face - pretty, bordering on plain - was bored’. This is in direct contrast to Manon, who has long, white hair, and a pale complexion, also quoted by Dorian that ‘he’d never seen anyone so beautiful’. Not to mention the eyes, Amren’s silver eyes battling with Manon’s deep gold. Whatever spell trapped her in that body, made her the opposite of what she once was, forcing her to hate this cage not only for the Fae exterior but the lie is portrayed over her once revered beauty.
6. She joins a court that can fly so that she might once again feel the wind in her hair after so many years under a mountain in the dark. Also reminding her of her Thirteen, cleaved apart before darkness could claim them and away from her Abraxos who is left without a rider for the remainder of his life. But if I go too much into this one I’m gonna cry.
7. The jewelry ties into it somehow, probably. I’m thinking that she went through the wyrdgate using either The Amulet of Orynth or the Eye of Elena and it somehow got lost in transit. She had idly mentioned she was looking for a rare piece of jewelry once to Dorian and he has been buying the rarest pieces he can find for her ever since, knowing it is to somehow help her return.
I’m not 100% sure where the powers came from, perhaps simply appearing in this realm or coming with the body, maybe gifted to her from Dorian, or honed from millennia in The Prison. Or any other twist SJM wants to play.
TL/DR Amren is Manon trapped in another dimension, in another body, apart from everyone she loves and has been trying to get back to for the past five thousand years +
Newbies won’t remember this but back in 2014, we were getting ready for Four to drop and 1D released the tracklist for the album, and of course Stockholm Syndrome was on it. And man oh man, there was some discourse from that, lol. People were mad, and uncomfortable; called the track Offensive, said it was in poor taste, blahblahblah. Looking back now, the discourse would have seemed minor, but back then it was pretty angsty and dramatic.
…. And then the track leaked, and everyone was like, “OMG THIS IS SUCH A BOP YAAAAAS BABIES” and then Harry said it was about a nympho in the Four hangout and the discourse was long forgotten.
This is exactly what y’all are doing with Harry’s album.
Wait and see. I cannot stress that enough. Hear the words in their proper context before passing judgement, and y’all please stop making asinine theories based on twitter accounts say. Just because they were there doesn’t mean they know what’s going on, because hearing lyrics wrong? Is a thing that happens? lolssjdekjfgirgijgjig. So anyway, that’s my hot take on it all