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21+ mdni | asoiaf / mv
Joined November 2024
‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵ ⠀⠀ ʚ ♡ ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ Daella Targaryen ⠀ ⠀𓅩 #AKOTSKRP penned by cali ⠀ ⠀ ❤︎ ms w/ chem ⠀⠀ ༒⠀ཾ༵ admin• 21 + yrs old — MDNI ⠀ ⠀ 𓉸 18+ themes ⠀⠀ ʚ ♡ ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ daughter of maekar targaryen & dyanna dayne,
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https://t.co/VaRAd2RhA8 replies/starters tomorrow! i am too tired to be coherent. 🤧
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⠀ ⠀𝙼𝚈𝙰 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂. ⠀⠀ ₊ ˚ 𓅪 https://t.co/qsanHqoLj0
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓝𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝓖𝐎𝐃'𝐒 𝐂͟𝐇͟𝐎͟𝐒͟𝐄͟𝐍; ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓝𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝓖𝐎𝐃'𝐒 𝐂͟𝐔͟𝐑͟𝐒͟𝐄͟𝐃.⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
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𝐻𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤? I believe the sun is a predictable master - it rises and sets all the same. Though it appears you are ... 𝒖͟𝒏͟𝒊͟𝒒͟𝒖͟𝒆͟𝒍͟𝒚͟ 𝒅͟𝒊͟𝒔͟𝒑͟𝒐͟𝒔͟𝒆͟𝒅. But I shan't debate. —Tell me, which siblings have you happened upon?
i always rise with the first traces of sun, vaegon. for they are the light that guide me; and today, they trailed my path to kin.
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ᅠ ═══════════════.✵.═ 𝔏𝔞𝔡𝑦 𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 ═══════════════.✵.═ ᅠ
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https://t.co/VaRAd2RhA8 I type up more starters later. Around for banter! 👀
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———— @violetaevum Though he had returned to the shadow of the Red Keep, the Archmaester had not forsaken his disciplined solitude. His days followed a 𝑟ℎ𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑚𝑖𝑐 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛: hours lost to the dry scent of +
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silver. Pale lilac eyes remained skyward, tracking the fledgling’s the fledgling’s flight across the blue.
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raven gave a jagged croak, its ebony wings beating against the air as it climbed toward the clouds that staggered the sky. Vaegon remained still - a figure of silent focus; his silver hair tumbled over his shoulders like a spill of spun +
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softened the heat of the day. It was weather fit for such training. Finding a secluded area far from the idle chatter of the main walkways, Vaegon stood amidst the greenery. With a sharp, practiced flick of his wrist, he cast the bird upward. The +
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𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 - and felt its talons dig into his forearm as it claimed its perch. He descended from the stone heights of the rookery to the quiet verdure of the gardens. The sun hung like a gilded shield, though a stray breeze +
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their due of chopped meat, larvae, and seed. Once the cages were sated, Vaegon pulled a handful of grain from the stores and tucked it into a leather pouch at his belt. From a cage of iron, he retrieved a juvenile raven - a creature of +
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ancient parchment in the solar, or bent over the heavy ledgers of Grand Maester Yormwell, offering a mind as sharp as any blade. On this morn, his task was more primal. He had tended the rookery, providing the black-winged messengers +
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———— @violetaevum Though he had returned to the shadow of the Red Keep, the Archmaester had not forsaken his disciplined solitude. His days followed a 𝑟ℎ𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑚𝑖𝑐 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛: hours lost to the dry scent of +
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