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ᵀᴴᴱ 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑
@drakainadreamer
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. . . 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝘼 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙀.
ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟRIDER OF DREAMFYRE .ᐟ Katılım Ekim 2022
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beneath his, curling gently around his hand as though to anchor herself in his presence.
“ 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 . . . ” her voice is scarcely above a whisper, wavering at the edges. “ i see him even when he is not before me. every corner holds his shadow, ”
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Helaena blinked, as though pulled from some faraway place, her gaze lifting at last to meet aegon’s gaze. the weight in her chest seems to ease, if only a little, beneath the warmth of his hand.
“ nothing, ” she murmurs, voice softer than the candlelight. her fingers turn (…)
𝓣𝒉𝒆 𝓛𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕.@crownoftheashes
Starter for @drakainadreamer : “ What troubles your heart so much ? ” Aegon places his hand on hers.
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a wavering breath escapes her, but warmth lingers in her words, the first true tenderness breaking through her sorrow.
“ fine, if there must be life again, so be it then let it come pure of—ours, not hers. not because of duty otherwise, it is no life at all. ”
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her prophecy.
instead, she steps closer, hand trembling before it finds the strength to reach for his cheek, brushing lightly as though he were made of glass.
“ you speak of endurance, and perhaps that is all we have left. but—let us endure 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ” (…)
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silence holds her in its cage, the weight of her mother’s command pressing heavy upon lungs already bruised with grief. her lashes lower, a flicker of pain flaring across her pale face—yet when she looks again at aegon, it is not venom she offers, nor the bitterness of (…)
🜲̸ ┄𝐀𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖓ᴵᴵ@CR0WNEDSUN
𝓵ong had echoes of what 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 braided into every phrase .. she was a 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘺 —— prophecies whispered beneath rhythm of language rung not with sense to Aegon .. spark roared to life ; 𝐀͟𝐍͟𝐆͟𝐄͟𝐑͟ impulsive & weeping of 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 . ——
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ooc.⠀ who let her cook? *pats self * love writing prophetic words
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ᵀᴴᴱ 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑@drakainadreamer
striving, all this duty … it will end in ashes. At the end, you will live long enough not to crown any of our children, ” she sighs, looking away. However, her last words may have sounded strange to him, but it was the 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 already written in their story.
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striving, all this duty … it will end in ashes. At the end, you will live long enough not to crown any of our children, ” she sighs, looking away. However, her last words may have sounded strange to him, but it was the 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 already written in their story.
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near unbearable. her tone shifts—soft, distant, almost otherworldly. “Our line wanes like a candle burning at both ends, soon snuffed, leaving only smoke in the air. we force life into this world, yet death waits at the cradle. Crowns and thrones will not stop it. all this (...)
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head turns, the silk fall of pale hair shifting like a curtain, her silence a beat longer than comfort permits.
“ 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 . . . ” the word is spat softer than venom, yet laced with it all the same. “ i know it well enough, aegon. i wear it in my bones, i bleed it into (...)
🜲̸ ┄𝐀𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖓ᴵᴵ@CR0WNEDSUN
“ how i am 𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 reminded .. do you all think me 𝐬𝐨 𝓾naware ? “ 𝐟rustration rips past arbour red tainted brims , a pace beginning to 𝓽orment stride . 𝓬rowns weight suffocated , chains of duty an 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳 that drowned without 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 .. ——
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amethyst gaze, glass-bright, does not waver even as her throat tightens.
“ if you would share your plight, then hear mine. . . You are the 𝑘͟𝑖͟𝑛͟𝑔 you have the last say. ”
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— swollen with another child ? ”
palms press flat against her skirts as though to anchor herself, voice thickening.
“ i am weary. every night I dream of tiny hands slipping from mine into shadows. every morning i wake and still feel them gone. ” (…)
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“ and what of me, aegon ? ” words fall quieter than his, but no less sharp, trembling not from weakness but from the strain of holding too much within.
“ 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 you spare me then — of her torment, of her eyes upon my belly, of her whispers that i am not enough unless (…)
🜲̸ ┄𝐀𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖓ᴵᴵ@CR0WNEDSUN
“ have i 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝓼pared you when i can ? “ hands flew up , fingers splayed wide as if throwing this 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 into the air. “ what am 𝐈 meant to do ? 𝘴𝘩𝘦 barrages me of this matter day in & day out as of late . “ ——
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“ . . . I have done my duty with three children — I love them, and each one has cost me more of myself than you know. I feel hollowed, broken in ways no one cares to see. I cannot bear another. ”
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