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⿻ 𝒯𝘩𝘦 𝒲𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝒲𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘸 𓂃˖ ࣪⟢
@REGINAVIDUA
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mdni - dddne | asoiaf/fantasy Katılım Nisan 2022
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——— @NivalisSolium
“We are cut from the same cloth,
you and I,” Zhenya began, her soft
voice steadying into a more companionable
tone. “It seems we are both strangers in
a strange realm.”
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——— @sunnykraits
“I must confess my garments are poorly
matched to this weather,” The Omberi
Queen admitted, a fleeting, sheepish
smile touching her lips. The ways of
Westeros were proving difficult to
master. “Tell me, where did you obtain +
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twelve moons, but I pray the Gods grace
him with a long life."
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——— @goldenoftherock
"Thank you, my lady," Zhenya said with a
smile, surprised by such kind words. She
coddled her infant son in her arms,
extending him out for the other woman to
gaze upon his small face. "He's not yet seen +
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“I did not think to find another waking
at such an ungodly hour,” She admitted
softly, a flush of embarrassment warming
her cheeks. “I pray you will grant me
your pardon, Ser.”
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here in Westeros - sundered by several
thousand leagues from her own lands and
people - yet, she found a quiet peace
beneath the lunar glow. Sovereigns and
kingdoms might fall, but the moon
remained constant. +
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Though it was a peculiar thing to wander
about during the hour of the wolf,
Zhenya offered the white-cloaked knight
neither sharp rebuke nor verbal lashing.
Instead, a simple smile graced the
Omberi Queen’s lips. +
Davion.@SpacewizardL
~ @REGINAVIDUA ( Ser Davion stood unblinking, his hand resting habitually on the pommel of his longsword. The castle was asleep, or so it should have been. Then came the click of a heavy oak door. His posture shifted instantly, muscles tensing beneath his enameled golden (+)
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“I will grant you whatever access your
craft demands. Heal me. I beseech you.”
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this sickness that plagues my body, for
I cannot shield him from the wolves
while I am broken.”
Zhenya unhooked the heavy leather
pouch from her belt and thrust it
toward the woman.
Gold clinked softly within. +
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Of course, Zhenya feared. Ever since the
death of her husband, her life had been
tumultuous and unpredictable, with
vipers at her neck, waiting to sink
their fangs into her and claim the crown
for themselves. The relentless peril +
ᅠᅠ *২ᅠ͟ᅠᅠ*ᅠᅠᵀᴱᴺᴰᴱᴿᅠ 𝕱𝖫𝖤𝖲𝖧.@svnctimonious
witchcraft echoed with whispers to the unbelievers and offered comfort to those who sought in it a meeting of tenderness, beneath the mists of herbs and hibiscus tea, the flowers crushed between her fingers, ⁎
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