Snowforest Taiga you were laid in verse, living on a promised word
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stars blink overhead as his shadow folds over hers, hulking and vast, and she is unmoved from it. power answers to power, and it is that power the bridges the gap of language. a few words are familiar already—some similar to lanzadoii, and yet she knows he is not among them.

when he leans in close, a golden nose beneath her jaw, the world narrows to only them. his words are rough but reverent, a hymn broken on mortal tongue.

it is not courtship as she knows it; it lacks the gentleness—though not the intimacy. a creature forged by hunger and horizon, perhaps what he finds in her is not salvation but a mirror, something just as vast, just as willing to consume as he is.

he would not have her refusal. in rough lanzadoii, in words she hopes he understands, she agrees—"so take."

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fluent in norse, common, and valyrian. speaks lanzadoii loosely.
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you were laid in verse, living on a promised word - by Gjalla - September 25, 2025, 09:42 PM
RE: you were laid in verse, living on a promised word - by Gjalla - October 31, 2025, 06:34 PM