Ysabelle Quotes

Never be ashamed of your creativity. It simply shows everyone of how you can express your emotions through art

The time had finally come when she would have to accept the full power of the Starwife. No longer could she be just Ysabelle. Now she had a land to govern and all the daunting responsibilities that that entailed. The liberty she had experienced since the night she had escaped from the Ring of Banbha seemed to vanish. She was left stripped of her freedom, and only long years of a lonely reign stretched out before her.

Would you be surprised if I told you that before writing this piece, I made incisions in my skin and blue came out? What I mean to say is: escape, at least from the inside out, is not yet possible.

The film we were watching is filled with explosions, screams, buildings crumbling onscreen like a shatter of dust on a dirt road. There is a scene in the last third of the film where a vessel of limited capacity is suddenly available. Getting on it ensures your ticket to survival, or freedom — whatever the end game is. “Women and children first, women and children,” the men call out. There are several things happening here. First, male expendability in terms of sacrifice; violent heroism, Secondly, female expendability, but on a more sinister level: an ambiguous group of fertile women is called freedom and then never permitted any other name or purpose. Although they will have escaped, in this new other life they are expected to reproduce nations and values, culturally, symbolically, literally. This, I think, is why they have been allowed to survive.

But, as we know, there can be reckoning when there is a lack of information in the first place. Language does not heal terror, but if the language around the terror does not even exist, what then?

Are you really moving that again?” he asked. “I don’t know. Do you think it looked better where it was before?” “Yeah, I do, considering there’s already holes in the wall where it was.” I narrowed my eyes. “Kidding…put it wherever it makes you happy.” “Sebastian,” I said, stomping my foot. “Ysabelle,” he mocked, stomping his foot. “You haven’t helped at all and every time I ask you for your opinion you don’t care.” He smiled. “You’re right, I don’t.” I glared at him. “Ysa, I have a dick, which means I don’t give a fuck where anything goes. Do what makes you happy.” I

I don't want to be the Starwife!" Ysabelle protested. "It isn't fair!" Her mother wavered; even now, it was not too late. "You must fulfill your destiny," she said at last. "The Starwifeship is already yours. All that remains is for you to bring the amulet and the Starglass together. Once that is done, the power of the heavens will be yours to command. Use it wisely, for the forces locked within the Silver Acorn may be used for good or ill. On your journey, never be parted from it; always wear it about your neck.

Now is the time!" Ysabelle cried. "Now do I accede to the throne and claim my place as Handmaiden to Orion!