GOLDEN BROWN, baelor breakspear targaryen
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Last published Sat, Jul 11, 2026
golden brown texture like sun / lays me down with my mind she runs / throughout the night no need to fight / never a frown with golden brown.
{ by riotsuns }
{ pre-akotsk-season 1 au }
{ baelor breakspear x fem!oc }
{ book one of seven }
{ savage daughters series }
{ started: 2.16.26 }
{ ended: tbd }
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