݁ ⌬ 𝓗. 𝖡𝖤𝖤𝖲𝖡͟𝖴͟𝖱͟𝖸 .
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀family. duty. honor. ⠀𝖒edgar 𝖙ully, lord paramount of the trident. ⠀
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𝓐dored son . . . 𝓛oving father . . . 𝓑eloved husband . . .
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ᅠ reining in his nighttime carousing … just for one evening . he must be as sharp as his blade for whatever the morrow brings . ᅠ
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you freeze up in childhood， you go numb， because you cannot change your circumstances and to recognize， name， and feel the emotions and their cruel causes would be unbearable， and so you wait.
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⠀something in me wants more . i can’t rest .
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ᅠ i’m afraid i can do no such thing— this is a sign of good fortune in the reach ! ᅠ
can you get your bees away from me
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// Lady Arina Tully 1/2 of the Tully Twins Bisexual Ships with Chem Penned by Lex
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ᅠ my bad . ᅠ
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his horse was black as night, matching the color of his armor, lance, shield, and trappings. his helm, a gleaming three-headed dragon, wings spread, enameled in a rich red; its twin was painted upon the glossy black surface of his shield.
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝓢er Duncan the T͟A͟L͟L, former squire to ⠀⠀⠀ser Arlan of Pennytree ⸺ an orphan ⠀⠀⠀from 𝐅leabottom with aspirations to ⠀⠀⠀uphold his honorable knightly duties. ⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝐈 can just hear them now, ⠀⠀⠀“ 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.ᐣ ” ⠀⠀⠀but they don't know what 𝐈 found ⠀⠀⠀or see it from this way '𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃. ⠀⠀⠀
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︎ ︎ ⸝⸝ What is a 𝓵ineage , if not a gold thread of 𝙥𝙧͟𝙞͟𝙙͟𝙚 and 𝓰uilt *̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎
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⠀⠀as the sun itself , your soul ignites and you burn with your own blazes .
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her beauty remains unmatched, as if aphrodite herself had descended down & kissed the highest apples of her cheeks.
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⠀ 𝓹ut me down where the greenery stings . i can hear them singing . to love me is to suffer me . and i 𝘣͟𝘦͟𝘭͟𝘪͟𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘦 that . ⠀
mothers and daughters existing as wretched mirrors of each other: i am all you could have been and you are all i might be.
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"Where is our Young Prince now? Where is his brother, sweet Matarys?" Info below
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