No, I don't know any stories like that. [ There's Sankta Lisbetha, who was drawn and quartered for being unable to repeat a miracle, and Sankt Emerens who was abandoned by the people he helped and left to suffocate, forgotten so they could feast, and who could forget Sankta Anastasia, who discovered her blood could heal and gave and gave and gave of it until the last drop was taken from her and she turned into a husk - or was executed by being thrown to savaging wolves who left nothing of her. ]
...though come to think of it, death is rather a theme in the stories of my people. I suppose that's not surprising. It's the getting to it bit that's interesting.
[ Which way will they kill us today? How, then, will we live?
Fighting. And that was a fight she hadn't truly given up, even if she'd walked away from the war. ]
cw for... horrible... Grisha deaths, I suppose
No, I don't know any stories like that. [ There's Sankta Lisbetha, who was drawn and quartered for being unable to repeat a miracle, and Sankt Emerens who was abandoned by the people he helped and left to suffocate, forgotten so they could feast, and who could forget Sankta Anastasia, who discovered her blood could heal and gave and gave and gave of it until the last drop was taken from her and she turned into a husk - or was executed by being thrown to savaging wolves who left nothing of her. ]
...though come to think of it, death is rather a theme in the stories of my people. I suppose that's not surprising. It's the getting to it bit that's interesting.
[ Which way will they kill us today? How, then, will we live?
Fighting. And that was a fight she hadn't truly given up, even if she'd walked away from the war. ]