I’m a book nerd and I have an admitted love for a turn of phrase.
One of the phrases that always makes me happy is “the old pacts will be honored”
It always gives me a thrill that the old ways will be honored. That the compacts made in the early days will still be in force and that others hold their word sacrosanct.
I hold within myself several such compacts. Oaths sworn that I will not break. And to see that reflected in fiction gives me a thrill.
Like the first time I saw a pansexual person(David Rose) on television, seeing myself on screen.
Though, in the case of a former, I do wish I saw the same amongst reality.
It makes me feel a bit isolated and alone that this is not the case. And I know that there are honest people.
But that’s not the same. Holding yourself to a high standard, never breaking your word. That’s a rarity bordering on the mythic, in my experience.
So I love when I see it in fiction, though my mind turns and, always with a wistful sadness, sees the world.