[Card Showcase] Light, woven into being by a love that transcended the taboo. Shadow, spawned from the amibitions of the wicked. Seliph and Julius, the two princes descended from those gifted with the blood of the gods. When their exalted weapons clash, an end is brought to countless sorrows… The final holy war begins now! (Illust. Rika Suzuki)
So I was running my lines for the tent scene (V.3) in Julius Caesar again, and I discovered that there’s a little bit at the end that the director cut out of the production that I’m in and that I’d kind of forgotten about, and then I just remembered that it was the bit that went with Cassius’ sexy wall-lean in the 1979 version and I was laughing.
And then I read it again, and:
did Cassius just
Now, I haven’t done an instance-by-instance analysis of usages of ‘my lord’ in Shakespeare’s plays, but as far as I can recall off the top of my relatively well-educated head, characters only refer to other characters as 'my lord’ if they are either lower in rank than them or married to them. And since literally the entire tent scene was establishing that Cassius and Brutus are equals, um… that doesn’t leave us with a lot of other options.
Guys. I have too many Cassius feels right now and I don’t know what to do with them. But I’m pretty sure that this exchange sums up the whole of Brutus and Cassius’ relationship, because Cassius’ entire character arc (his entire tragic arc?) is that, platonically or not, he’s vastly more in love with Brutus than Brutus is with him. And this… this kinda proves it beyond all argument.
I saw [this] and [THIS] on twitter by @forgingmeanings and felt many things and Lady Vex’ahlia of Whitestone, Wife of Lord Julius de Rolo. It then bled into a story about Cassandra, because I love her.
Ok but imagine Percy and Vex and Cassandra who escape the Briarwoods together.
Vex and Percy are friends in any universe. He’s trying to skip on dinner to tinker and she’s pretending to convince him to come up but really she’s just avoiding awkward small talk. Then suddenly there’s crashing and screaming and they run out into the hall and collide with Silas or Anders or Ripley
Happy Publication Day!— THREE PRINCES by Ramona Wheeler.
Lord Scott Oken, a prince of Albion, and Professor-Prince Mikel Mabruke live in a world where the sun never set on the Egyptian Empire. In the year 1877 of Our Lord Julius Caesar, Pharaoh Djoser-George governs a sprawling realm that spans Europe, Africa, and much of Asia. When the European terrorist Otto von Bismarck touches off an international conspiracy, Scott and Mik are charged with exposing the plot against the Empire.
Their adventure takes them from the sands of Memphis to a lush New World, home of the Incan Tawantinsuyu, a rival empire across the glittering Atlantic Ocean. Encompassing Quetzal airships, operas, blood sacrifice and high diplomacy, Ramona Wheeler's Three Princes is a richly imagined, cinematic vision of a modern Egyptian Empire.