And what do you sacrifice?
Calm.
Kindness.
Kinship.
Love.
I've given up all chances at inner peace.
I've made my mind a sunless space.
I share my dreams with ghosts.
I wake up every day to an equation I wrote 15 years ago, from which there's only one conclusion; I'm damned for what I do.
My anger, my ego, my unwillingness to yield, my eagerness to fight; they've set my on a path from which there is no escape.
I yearned to be a savior against injustice without contemplating the cost.
And by the time I looked down, there was no longer any ground beneath my feet.
What is my sacrifice?
I'm condemned to use the tool of my enemy to defeat them.
I burn my decency for someone else's future.
I burn my life to make a sunrise that I know I'll never see.
And the ego that started this fight will never have a mirror or an audience of the light of gratitude.
So what do I sacrifice?
Everything.
- Luthen Rael, Andor, 2022.
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Quotes from "ANDOR" which keep haunting me:
"Gets to you, doesn't it? That's what a reckoning sounds like."
"That's just love. Nothing you can do about that."
"But this time... You can't stay and I can't go."
"Power doesn't panic."
"I burn my life to make a sunrise that I know I’ll never see. And the ego that started this fight will never have a mirror or an audience or the light of gratitude."
"Never more than twelve."
"ONE WAY OUT!"
"I've made my mind a sunless place. I share my dreams with ghosts."
"I can't swim."
"Let's call it war."
"Tyranny requires constant effort. Authority is brittle. It breaks, it leaks. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that."
"Freedom is a pure idea."
"I show you the stone in my hand, you miss the knife at your throat."
"Tell him I love him more than anything he could ever do wrong."
"The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness, it is never more alive than when we sleep."
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“Jyn was changing. It was evident in her fluid movements and her lucid stare…She'd shed none of her intensity, but it came with what Cassian could only interpret as a confidence bordering on invincibility.
She'd always struck him as a person unafraid to die. Now she seemed like someone who couldn't…
Jyn was changing. And through her, Cassian would do what was required of him.”
-Rogue One Novelization by Alexander Freed
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"He stowed thoughts of old missions and thoughts of the future away; decided to focus on what he could see and hear and smell for the last moments of his life on Scarif.
When Cassian Andor died, he would be ready, and he would be content."
— Rogue One Novelization by Alexander Freed
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One of my favourite details from the original Red Rising trilogy, is that no one ever came close to guessing or even suspecting that Darrow wasn’t a gold.
It shows the inherent flaw in their sense of superiority. Octavia had Darrow right there in front of her, with an Oracle wrapped around his arm, and even though she suspected he was a Son of Ares, she never asked if he was anything other than gold, didn’t even come close.
Adrius and Virginia are geniuses, but still, neither of them could have possibly fathomed that Darrow was a red until they had the concrete evidence of his carving right in front of them.
To this day (in canon) the only reason anyone knows Darrow is a red carved to be gold, is because the video evidence of his carving was leaked (initially from Harmony, and later from others).
No one, no matter how intelligent, practical, paranoid, cautions, clever or skeptical, ever figured out about Darrow’s carving through their own suspicion or means of investigation. They were either in on it from the beginning (Dancer, Mickey, Quicksilver, etc) or they were shown video evidence. No one figured it out themselves or “unravelled the mystery” so to speak. Because no one even knew there was a mystery.
And before people say “it was extremely unlikely, they had no reason to suspect” Yes, Darrow’s carving was incredibly difficult and expensive, but the same procedure was performed on Titus not long after, so how rare or hard could it be? We even get a dialogue from Mustang in Golden Son in which she details that different colours go to carvers all the time to have “intrinsic” parts of themselves altered, far more often than the public realizes. So the possibility should have been on Octavia’s radar, but it wasn’t, because she simply couldn’t fathom it. It was too obscure.
How could a red be the spitting image of what gold society idealizes? How could a red be so tall, strong, and beautiful? How could a red graduate top of the Institute, become a peerless scarred, a Lancer, her own grandson’s celebrity hero? Neither her nor Nero or Lorn or even Adrius were capable of even entertaining the idea. It was not a thought that was ever going to occur to them naturally.
And I really love that, from a narrative perspective, because it says so much about how the Society operates and upholds itself. It says so much about how high on their own egos golds really are. It says so much about how the colours are not as different from one another as golds would have them believe.
Cassian Andor: What? To steal from the Empire? What do you need? A uniform, some dirty hands and an Imperial tool kit. They're so proud of themselves, they don't even care. They're so fat and satisfied, they can't imagine it.
Luthen Rael: Can't imagine what?
Cassian Andor: That someone like me would ever get inside their house, walk their floors, spit in their food, take their gear.
Andor (2022-)
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