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"ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɪᴍᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ."
- ꜰᴇ3ʜ/ꜰᴇʀᴘ ᴏᴄ -
- ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʙɪɴᴇᴀ -
- ↺& ♡ -
⬇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴꜰᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ⬇
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@VeiledFaith
| ''𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝, 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝.'' | 𝙁𝙀3𝙃 𝙊𝘾 | 🔞 |
Art by @coffee_comatose Katılım Nisan 2026
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-- Needed some coin quick, and I almost had my head torn from my shoulders with a suckerpunch before the bell had rung!
Learned real quick that an opponent is not to be taken lightly. Big fella learned that same lesson that night after an elbow to the throat after he gloated!"
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-- either.
Pointing to the scar that cleaved his eyebrow, he'd start to ramble now too.
"This one was from my first bar-fight. Granted, Albinean bar-fights are a little different; they're planned and paid for. Some live entertainment for the drunkards!
I was but a teen. --
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Most would likely wince at the grisly details, but Meilyr sat forward with each passng sentence, his smile widening to a grin. By the story's end, he was heartily chuckling.
"Oooh, yep! That'll do it!" Taking a hefty swig of refreshment, he was starting to feel a little looser--
𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐯𝐮𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡 🐲@GerthQauke
handle on things... But one tree later, I was humbled." Fingers trace over that long scar on his cheek. "My mount was fine. Myself? Not so much. Broken arm, and this long bastard."
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@eagledsovereign [ Nah you're 100% valid with all of that. Having this level of passion for your depiction of a character is great and always ends up being one of the most fun types of writers to interact with! ]
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// miss writing ship stuff so bad. sadly I’m the loser whose favorite flavor to write is romance. BUT BUT BUT listennnn okay. yearnism. chemistry. not baseless relationships without backstory. it’s been way. too. long. since I’ve had steady development AAA
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@LyricaILibra -- and make sure everyone has a fun time!"
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@LyricaILibra -- to introduce himself as best he could.
"Heya, lil ones! My name is Meilyr! If ya want, you can call me Frosty because my homeland is a very far off, frozen island!" He speaks in a playful tone, being sure not to come across as condescending.
"I'm here today to help out, --
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"ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴏʀ ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ?"
《 Art by @.Annnilynnn 》
"ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɪᴍᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ."
- ꜰᴇ3ʜ/ꜰᴇʀᴘ ᴏᴄ -
- ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʙɪɴᴇᴀ -
- ↺& ♡ -
⬇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴꜰᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ⬇
[ Fixed it! Twitter didn't like the font I used for the title ]
- ᴍᴇɪʟʏʀ ʙᴇʟɢᴀʀᴅᴇ -@VeiledFaith
[ That feel when you wanna post the solo you've written up but Twitter just randomly decides to grey out the post button and won't allow me to post. ]
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-- To say this had devastated him was an understatement.
"I am sorry Laurence..."
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-- they were stained with the blood of an innocent boy.
Today, the Albinean grieves immensely. He mourns the loss of a boy that had not the strength to fight back, but held the confidence to never retreat.
'What if I had been quicker? ' ran through his mind on repeat. --
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《 Mourning in the Morning 》
Step. Step. Turn.
Step. Step. Turn.
He was pacing - Back a forth, desperately fighting the inner turmoil cast upon his frozen soul by yesterday's bandit affairs at the Monastery Gatetown.
Meilyr Belgarde was a man driven forward in life by --
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