The Quest for Dawn

The Quest for Dawn

Season 1 of 2
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Find a way to walk in the sun again. An ancient relic of Lathander, God of the Dawn, offers a glimmer of hope, but at a terrible cost that leaves him blind. Through trials, Astarion finds himself on an unexpected path of redemption. Forced into a unique situation, he must learn the value of insight and trust in others. On this darkened road, he and Tavriel rediscover the power of their love, facing challenges both familiar and new.
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The Quest for Dawn

  • Season 1
    33 parts
  • The Quest for Dawn - Book 2: Web of Shadows
    Season 2
    27 parts
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Image is concept art I did for chapter 8. Slow burn romance. Sensitive topics mentioned inside. Reader discretion is advised. If this story had a theme song, it would be more than one. Give by Sleep Token, Sweet Tangerine by The Hush Sound, and TIMEZONE by Måneskin. Tav is a sharp-witted bard with a tongue as quick as her blade. Astarion is a dangerous vampire spawn rogue, bound by shadows and scars of the past. When their paths intertwine, sparks fly. Will something beautiful bloom between them, or will it be plucked before it ever has the chance to grow? - "You are more than what he wanted you to be," I murmur quietly. Astarion's gaze cuts to mine, sharp at first and then softening around the edges. "I'm a monster," he whispers with a shake of his head. "I've lured countless people to their deaths. Innocents." "That's not who you are anymore," I insist. I give his shoulder a gentle squeeze. "You can take back the narrative. Only you get to say who you are."

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