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α΄ α΄α΄Ι’Κα΄α΄Κκ± α΄κ° @alterbutcher α΄α΄ Ι΄Ιͺ 18+
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α΄. ΙͺΙ΄ α΄Κ Ι’Κα΄κ±α΄, α΄Κα΄ κ±α΄α΄Κκ± α΄ΚΙͺΙ’Ι΄, Ι΄α΄α΄ ΙͺΙ΄ α΄Κα΄α΄κ±, Κα΄α΄ ΚΚ α΄
α΄κ±ΙͺΙ’Ι΄.
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βMay you have a prosperous New Year.β
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ππππ πΎπππππ ππππππ ππ ππππππππππππ ππ ππππ... ππ'π πππ ππππππ ππ πππππ.
"ππππ ππ π΄ ππππππ πππ ππππ πππππ? πππππ πππ πππ πππππ?"
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β not β all β love β is β π ππ§ππ₯π. β sometimes β itΚΉs β gritty β and β dirty β and β possessive. β sometimes β itΚΉs β not β supposed β to β be β careful β or β soft β at β all. β sometimes β it β feels β like β πππππ‘.
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Hands were relaxed at their side, for the moment no need to draw the weapons. Nothing here required them to be drawn. And anything that ventured too close was shredded by Avalon's shadows, leaving gore in their wake.
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They were not meek, not weak, "Still you came, and we are glad of it. We wondered if perhaps we would have to go to you." Each carried a weapon now, swords made just for them. Their designs chosen specifically for each. +
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Unlike her sister, she bore no horns still, though she could have changed her appearance to bare them if she chose. "You always had the permission to return what use is it to give something you never left?" She asked as she held her head high, both of them did. +
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She admitted as she looked into the face of her Father, her eyes still were mismatched but for a moment the blue eye flickered with crimson like its twin, the subtle change, like a trick of the light. +
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Briar gave a slight smile at that, her sister was ever the one who sought thrill in combat when she could. She did not seek war and hunting but it happened at times. "We have, stagnation is not something we can allow." +
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She grind, and it spoke of victories made in Melancholia's absence. Though they were not boasted the hung silent and implied in the air. "I learned of my fangs and I have sharpened them, and will continue to do so." +
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She carried herself with pride, something that had persisted from childhood until now, each time she had been knocked down she had risen to greater heights. Now her words were hungry promises, inciting shadowy beasts and loyal soldiers alike. +
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Indeed, the elders observation was accurate, especially when it came to those they had helped sire. Avalon, ever ready for war, hungry for power, for blood, for a thrill that the hunt brought her each and every time. The prowess of a hunter tall and lean, built for combat. +
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Briar is just taking a small break from her work, is there something she can do for you, Reader?
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Not a name but a title. She could work with such things. After all, she wasnβt the first and would not be the last. β Weaver it is then. Perhaps you will tell me your name one day then, βπ³πΏπΆπ²π»π±β.β Horns gleamed as she looked at the other.
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her lips curled to a cheeky smirk, she's still going to be her comrade. the inquiry of her name is something not many do ask for, but she'll give her moniker for now. βI'm the weaver of balance. The one who keeps the multiverse as you know it in check.β α
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She looks so much more like her grandfather than her Father. But while born of the Void, she did not take after it entirely.
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