All the time. This place has shown me that living authentically is possible, and I can't go back. I'll tell the army I'm gay, and they'll kick me out. And then go back to New York, or out west, and join the fight.
I'm tired of the second life, that's the point. I have someone I want to spend my life with, Embry. I used to think sneaking around was the best I could hope for, but I was wrong.
I'm not doing it again. Nobody should have to, and I want to help put in the work to get us there.
It's a period that leads up to an important religious holiday. Christ wandered the desert for forty days in deprivation, while revisiting temptations that might stop Him from heeding His calling. So we make sacrifices to honor that and keep our focus on the things that are most important.
So we fast, we don't eat meat on Fridays, and we abstain from sex and alcohol. Some people add more, but all that's hard enough, living here.
So you worship a man who is amongst the Undead?( He's just clearing some things up after their zombie misadventure. )It does not happen back home, either, without the magic of Old. Such a man would be impressive but likely also feared.
I was more referring to the marriage to my father. When we left King's Landing, Ser Qarl came with us. ( but that's not a no. he's caught the looks shared between Mysaria and his mother too many times. )
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