Aedan's Song of Desire, Dragon Age fanfic art

Aedan Cousland, the Dark Wolf. Laughing stock of the Landsmeet.

That’s me. The mage who dared to dream, who dared to fly. And had his wings clipped. I’m going to tell you the entire story. And you’d better listen well.

You’re going to tell others. You’re going to be part of the reason why everyone remembers again.

A day of reckoning is coming soon. The truth, my truth- it will come out.

Neria. Alistair… I’m sorry that it’s coming to this. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, you know. It was supposed to be me.

I was yours damn you! I was yours… But you reap what you sow. Everyone gets what they deserve in the end.

Woe be to you both, King and Warden-Commander.

May your ill fate always nip at your heels,

Flemeth told me to be patient. I am nothing if not patient.

I am Desire.

And I always get my way.

Maker save anyone stupid enough to stand in my way.