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π•ΏΝŸπ€π‘π†π€π‘π˜π„πγ€ 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑. (@valaedruta) profile picture

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Joined April 2021
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γ…€ γ…€ ˗ˏˋ κ’° @valaedruta κ’± ΛŽΛŠΛ—γ…€
remember too that he is not human, remember that he is fated to the legends, remember that he is not yours to keep.
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digits streaked through copper - blond strands as he walked past his younger, a silent acknowledgment of the loss they shared through the extent of physical closeness valarr could afford. their father was dead. yet his legacy, the +
steely silence, gaze averted. the answer is as sickening as the guilt pitted in stomach. yet he shall not utter it. β€œ do not speak to me of father. you know now i have not the heart for it. ”
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i ask you this && shall leave it at that: would father have given up on aerion as his brother did?
i repeat only what i hear. you utter dross yet the meaning of it glimmers through. conducting aerion to dragonstone β€” inheritance has served you well, it seems.
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silence was allowed to spread for but a second as elder's gaze rested upon his younger, glint of ire flashing. " insinuate such a thing again && i will make you regret your conduct in a way that will last. "
your inheritance .ᐣ you give an impression you are almost glad of it. nay. you will hear me, brother. i shall be there oft and you shall not. my opinion ought matter β€” especially now. i am your second. i will speak as i please.
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he seemed malcontent with the news broken to him. who would not, to a degree? for aerion was denied an * exile of pleasure dens && contemporary climate; traded in for an island of harsh winds && isolation. as dragonstone, +
⠀⠀⠀⠀【 to be yielded as though he were coin in barter β€” the notion strikes him senseless , disbelief flickering plain across his features . confusion lingers still , tangled in questions of motive and +
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+ while not deserted, had but a few settlements && would surely be found wanting by spoiled prospects. " speak to him, then. i am certain he will want to impress upon you the importance of your conduct. "
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i do not expect you to share your chambers with him, matarys. dragonstone is vast && you are small, he shall not bother you overtly && the same i will give him to understand.
he does not taunt you as he taunts me. i too have lost mine father, and in my misery, you deem to have him close .ᐣ you achieve some peace for yourself, mould him to your hand, get your justice .ᐣ i have naught, but more to
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you ascribe him too much, matarys. he is no doom that threatens to befall us. he is a cross - grained dog who fashions himself a dragon. && much like a dragon, he shall be tamed && made to behave.
be that as it may, his soul does not stir gently now, does it .ᐣ he is a wicked thing, as sick of mind. please, valarr. let him be lost. let him rot. i fear you will condemn us.
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i am aware you have known him to be a cruel beast for all your life, but there was once a time when his soul stirred gently. i have lost my father. ... && as much as my blood boils at his sight, i shall not suffer the +
you and him spoke of dragonstone many moons ago, of him with us β€” and he receives it .ᐟ if you think it will see him bettered any more than under fucking maekar, you’re as fool as they all are .ᐟ wardship .. do not make me laugh.
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