𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ
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⠀ ⠀ won’t ⠀ you ⠀ 𝒄𝒖𝒕 ⠀ 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 ⠀ that ⠀ apple ⠀ tree ⠀ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ⠀ 𝖒𝖊?
Joined March 2023
https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl bg3 verse come back to me…… come back to me bg3 verse……,.
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some people hold onto memories, while others are haunted by them, unable to escape.
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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀@ofdeepwater.
but in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. such a constellation was he to me.
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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀@hierrolunas.
“ i have been in love with no one, and never shall, ” she whispered, “ unless it should be with you. ”
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the warlock eyes the offering calmly, and then softly exhales. “as it turns out,” she says, “I am accustomed to only sweet wine. it is … something of a staple in my household.” alyana smiles, as if amused. “I’d love to drink with you.”
“ hopefully you are not apathetic to sweet wine. it is the only thing that does not seem to upset my stomach when i consume it. ” misty shadows caress her fingers as she dips into it’s void, revealing a
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tiefling’s eyes flicker to companion, regarding her calmly. those eyes settle on the offering. “how could I say no?” body swivels in her direction.
share a drink with me, @acceptedcost?
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both hands cup a … peculiar cup of tea. eyes so normally alert and sharp now seem relaxed and dull. what a pleasant, dizzying smell that comes from the cup, tickling the 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫’𝐬 nose.
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dim light. “I don’t know,” she admits. alyana’s voice is a mere whisper. her tail slips beneath the blanket, finds his ankle, wraps around it. “what are you normally doing this time of night?”
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the air outside is cold, but here so close to him, cloaked by his blanket on this little bedroll, she feels warm. safe. her body also turns onto its side, facing him. her hands tuck beneath her head as she peers back at him in the —
⠀ ⠀ it’s a little tight fit , but they make do . ⠀ the blanket is enough for both of them , when atlas finally gets it on top to secure them against the cold . ⠀ he’s turned , clearly ; ⠀ laid on his side
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it wasn't his fault, it was my fault for letting him go, it was my fault for letting him go.
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seems softer than she usually dares to let it be. “yes,” she whispers. “I’d like that.” she’ll move with him slowly, shifting around on the bedroll with her hand still entwined with his. as if she has forgotten it’s there. as if she —
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she is all wrapped up in his warmth and the sound of his heart beat. it almost seems fundamentally correct that even his heart holds such a steady rhythm it is almost a song itself. her head lifts at his question. her expression —
⠀ ⠀ it’s fine , this . ⠀ the quietness . ⠀ the not saying . ⠀ the do with the body what the words cannot . ⠀ he likes this ; ⠀ her . ⠀ it feels good . ⠀ it feels ⠀ .. ⠀ 〝 do you want to lay down
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onto his. she doesn’t say a word, but her body rests against his, her tail coming around to lay atop his.
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trembles at his promises. they are not just promises. they are vows. that voice which calls to her hums in her ear, an enticing smell of honeysuckle and rose water, but alyana ignores this. her head presses firmly to his, hand squeezing —
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has she ever experienced such tenderness? she does not think she has, and she does not think she ever will again. looking here at him, selfless boy with a heart of pure gold. alyana feels it shake her to the core. her own lip —
⠀ ⠀ is it weird to feel some sort of untamable tenderness ? ⠀ is it odd , in the silence and the moment , that his heart skips far too many beats ? ⠀ it may be , but it happens anyways . ⠀ his tail
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▋ 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃 . est. 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 , temporary info . mun ⅋⅋ muse are adults . religious ⅋⅋ dark themes present .
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