Oโ how sweet is she. #gotrp *PARODY.
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ใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐๐ก. ใ
โ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ก, ๐ฐ๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐๐.
&& she is a daughter, a sister and a mother: tangled in the strings of fate.
tags: #HOTDrp, #GOTrp, #MVrp.
xitter.cf/i/events/1583719986232โฆ
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๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ณ๐จ๐ฌ๐ต๐จ ๐ป๐จ๐น๐ฎ๐จ๐น๐๐ฌ๐ต.
/ / dreams claw at her; they terrify in their splitting of a skull. madness takes control in disgrace.
#hotdrp โหโฟหยฐ #gotrp โหโฟหยฐ #mvrp
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Like any mortal child she ๐๐๐๐๐๐ on her Queenโs recognitionโdivinity found in a violet gaze settling on mundane hands, mundane faces. There is ritual slaughter in love for a Targaryen; in wanted chains of duty. Where rightful draconic rage soars, is where her eyes follow.
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The halls are ๐
๐๐๐โwind curling its grief in its glacial kiss. Gooseflesh violates skin, greeting paleness with bumps, no matter her attempts to find summertime. The sun does not infect the belly of Dragonstone, it cannot dig into its innermost walls with its rapture (cont.)
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๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*ห:โง๏ฝก
๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ซ๐ด๐จ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ต
๐ถ๐ญ ๐น๐ฏ๐จ๐ฌ๐ต๐๐น๐จ.แ
โ โ โ โ โ .ใใใใใใใใใใโ โ โ โฆ โ โ ใใใใใใใใใใใใใใโ โ โ โ โ * โ โ โ .ใใใใใใใใใใ. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โฆโ โ โ
#hotdrp ๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*ห:โง๏ฝก #gotrp
A nail trail a path across a slim, fleshy neck; a son resting && weeping in writhing nightmares. She hushes, rockingโโsleep lost to them. He dreams of beasts beneath beds and she daydreams of nightmares / overgrown rats, beards bushy. They feast on little boys. She sobs && sobs.
She sits upon a chairโfingers ๐๐๐๐๐๐ as they weave silver strands togetherโa little boy resting between her thighs, patient as a mother braids adoration in hair. Lips part && then close, as she sings in old tongues, old hymns: gaze faraway.
Her skin ๐๐๐๐๐๐โdread sinking below epidermis, ants of sorrow digging out veins and tearing at limber flesh. They feast && they feast, gardens no solace to a queen with an empty belly.
โAnother,โ a gasp. โI want another.โ
Dreaded misery ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด below a breast; meat simmering with ๐ด๐จ๐ซ๐ต๐ฌ๐บ๐บ. In the marrow of bones, something calls for shadowsโtugging them into the shape of little corpses marching into slaughter.
So she weeps, && she weeps, red inflaming a face in its painted grief.
Silhouettes bleed into the gloom, with an oath to grief: gentle are spidery fingers, finding a home in a childโs wispy, silver locks. A son, well-loved, slumbers && she cannot deny him of whimsy of the mind among sleep.
โฆYet, sorrow ever eats her heart, with disgrace.
Something ๐๐๐๐๐๐ below her skin; she meets it with clawing nails at her flesh. The night crawls, eating her one love; the sun and its beckoning hand to critters, feasting on its rays. Dusk soars, as crimson drips from her own desperationโnightmares waltzing behind eyes.
Lips trill a hymn; septโs gospel of divinity. Violet eyes drenched in misery, settle upon fabric as a needle weaves new flesh of green upon white. Her good work bleeds thread, as a dragon shapes itself upon embroidery.
โIt is sacred,โ she whispers. โTo bleed.โ
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There is a ๐
๐๐๐๐๐
simmering below a tongue drenched in wine; sweet && bitter all the same. His ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ gaze discovers the ( ๐น๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐นโ๐บ ) body, dragging up from feet slowly, slowly. He scoffs.
โArenโt you going to ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ && get upon knees?โ
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Dirt spreads from hands searching for life of the soil of the garden; it ๐๐๐๐๐ beneath nails. Her porcelain face lifeless, she is a little doll without delightโred painted upon lips, red upon cheeksโblush of decay.
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History will ๐๐๐๐ her, as it knows of the moonโs decay with the sun ravaging the sea of the night. She will reach for ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐บ && ๐ท๐น๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ฌ๐บ โto demand ๐ฏ๐พ๐ฌ๐ด๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ respect in the beloved wilderness gifted by a father, restless.
