12 Feb 2020
(Fic by grayimperia)
“We all know what happens when you stick your neck out.” Claude looks to Hilda and holds out his half eaten communion wafer to her. “Here’s to being cowards?”
She smirks and taps the edge of hers against his. “And not getting our heads chopped off.”
Claude and the courage he does and doesn't have.
25 Mar 2020
“I knew it,” Kudou whispers, loud enough that both of them hear it and turn to look at him. His eyes are wide and half accusing as he looks at Hakuba. “I knew it, Hakuba, you-”
“Knew what?” Kaito asks, but Hakuba is already cursing under his breath, apparently aware of the meaning behind Kudou’s words. “Am I missing something here?”
24 Mar 2020
Felix awakes after a brutal last strike of the Empire buried under the bodies of his battalion. He's the only one alive, and he cannot move.
He's going to die among the dead.
And he realizes everything he ever wanted had been right in front of him, yet he'd done nothing but push it all away.
He must be a fool.
23 Mar 2020
The Church of Seiros teaches that the Crests are a blessing from the Goddess, but Marianne has never felt blessed. When she speaks with Edelgard, she begins to question her faith, and wonders if she might walk a different path.
“He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”
06 Apr 2020
Edelgard believed that the Goddess watched over and guided her every action, until her pleas were met with a deafening silence.
The princess resolved that she would never put her faith in anything ever again.
Then she met Byleth.
29 Mar 2020
From the shadows, the goddess’s voice beckons.
“How long do you intend to sleep?”
Faced with the paths laid before them, her children stand against one another. One false step will lead them to war, to despair, to ruin. Friends meet one another on the battlefield, knowing that they may not survive.
— A novel inspired by Crimson Flower —
- Part 1 of Seasons of Warfare