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π² π΄now πou . . . π² πalked πith πou πΈnce πpon πͺ πream .α
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πΝπΝπ WAS A BLOOMING FLOWER AMONG THE FORESTβS πΝπΝπΝπΝπΝ .
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π² π΄now πou . . . π² πalked πith πou πΈnce πpon πͺ πream .α
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I AM THE FOREST, I am ANCIENT. I treasure ππ‘π π¬πππ , I treasure πππ π
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β πΉ κκ πt'sβ onlyβ π―uΝnβ ifβ you getβ aβ * π¬πππ«β outβ ofβ it.β β’
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https://t.co/OGVoGAEJ9T wow, sure is a great day to write an oc that you had the audacity to try and tell me shouldnβt exist !!
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https://t.co/OGVoGAEbkl from one valka writer to another, same !! sheβs so special to me
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ββ thatβs for sure. never a dull moment. but it was more lonely than you think. i never had other children to talk to or play with. mamma was the only other human. most of the dragons accepted us, but some have kept their distance. β
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ββ hiccup could have grown togetherβalongside the dragons. but it was rare for freyja to even venture out with valka, given her age. two siblings so similar and yet so different, both carved from their upbringings, yet still breaking that mold. β it was unique, ββ
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β she heard the tale in a village once. . . but the way she told it was what made it my favorite. β petal corners perk upwards, damp fingertips grazing over a dragonβs snout. part of her always hoped that their paths would cross sooner. that she and ββ
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there's a small shiver that rakes down their spine, deepβrooted οΉ almost resonance. it was easy to loose track of what mattered, amidst hunters, false gods, warmongersοΉ peace between two worlds. β€Ήγγ
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ββ child, more specifically. and how he bested a dragonβnot with his fistsβbut simply with the love in his heart. the two sensed the peace in one another. and despite the villageβs hate, the dragon and the boy made peace. she always hoped iβd grow up to find that peace. β
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not a moment was wasted in her sleeve being pushed up, arm dipping into the basket as well. β a few, yeah. but thereβs one that i really love more than the rest. β tossing the fish outward, sheβd crouch down to hand feed a smaller dragon. β it was about a viking, a ββ
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gesturing to her οΉ the eagerly awaiting dragons. γ well hey, don't let me stop ya from sharin' some folktales, mom told ya a fewοΉ γ digging in the basket for a small portion of fish, ignoring the chirrups β€Ήγγ
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ββ have toppled over on her own. β theyβre in good spirits. i was telling them a story before i heard you coming. β
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brows knit together in focus, following the guidance. β got it, got it , and weβre good! β a happy expression befalls her, arms folding to admire the teamwork. β that wasnβt too hard. β a white lie of course. if it hadnβt been for them, she likely would ββ
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a sheepish laugh to company hers, οΌwith your legs βββ mind your fingers, there we go,οΌ now with the weight aided, the basket is readily set to the side. dusting hands, before resting them atop hips. β€Ήγγ
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ββ reaching up to aid in the hold on the basket. though she does have to lean up on her toes to do so.
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a soft laugh elicits from the sight, carefully pushing herself up from the near before making her way over. tiny chirps and growls echoing around their feet. β itβs me ! alright, easy does it, help is here. β she teased, hands ββ
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his face is hidden behind the oh too massive basket, yet while his vision seems impaired, he carefully hops over amok running baby dragons. οΌfreyjaοΉ oh thank thor, help me out here βββοΌ attempting to make β€Ήγγ
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