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dead eye - Andraste - July 05, 2019

been up since 3 so idk what this is but uhh she’ll wander back to the fam n all
ᴠᴀɢᴜᴇ ʀᴇsᴜʟᴛ ᴏғ ᴡ/ᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ʜᴇʀᴇ

This had been borne out of defense of property and person alone — hadn't it?


The Undimming. Undrowned. Uncrowned.
Lacarë?” are the heiress’ words, thin and quiet and hymnal.

Mother. Lover. Greenseer. Strider.
She remains forever ever-sweet, all for them; ravenous, insatiable, kissed by his fires; eyes come down from heavens to know earth beneath each tireless stept.

Surely this was all punishment enough of her own make. Was she even deserving of—?

After a century, she lifted her unseeing eyes; blank eyes, lovely eyes. Mad eyes. A mad girl, who had turned as white as cold wax, like a silent phantasm, like the poor pale women in old ballads who fade away until they are nothing more than greyed bodements to the living.

A bit unthethered, but never lost, aimless—
White throat a severe contrast to the rubies she’d stolen from another just hours past. Eyes had turnt silvered seaglass, tearful with those that burned and refused to away from her lashes.

For the first time and for herself, Aurëwen wanted to scream.
i olōlie?” Scream

Like the maimed girl she'd once woken as, she was mute, with the light shining right through her red body; mind, soul like an abandoned ship drifting on a sea without horizon.

—and so all the gryfs went aflight.