@lyrebrn
━━━ 【 @magicsfilia 】 ،، ‘ I FEAR YOU ASK THE WRONG QUESTIONS, DEAR... but i'll indulge. these lands are not native to me, i am certain you can tell; merely, i am come here to meet an old friend. ’ EYES OF COPPER ROAM, thoughts flicker across her eyes, the shadows of her face, reflect as though they are light woven through water. ‘ i suppose it isn't too brazen of me to ask you the same in turn. ’
/ CB && SPECIFY, optionally drop ( wdym it's already july )
I REMEMBER YOU.
HIS NAME IN ITSELF—DESPITE HOW LONG HE HAS HAD IT—was something that had yet to be discovered. before the boy was even out the womb, the world labeled him as ‘bastard’ a title he did not own, yet shared with thousands upon thousands of people both young and old.. the unborn and the dead. then, he claimed the title winters after mesyr udenya winters—seen more in her bird form than any other.. then, of course, came one that was dear to him— Beowulf. after the queen who the people named “THE MOTHER OF THE EMPIRE”. leanna had given him something that he wished he held onto longer than death. it was the only thing he had ever fought for.. the only name he wanted to keep. but when that blade slit his throat, and took his young life—it was nothing to him, anymore. now, he was just harren. a wolf with a scar of death, pelt matted with his very own blood. a pup no longer, with no where to go—NO PACK TO SHOW HIS FACW TO. “ Harren, your grace.. I wish there was more to it ” @lyrebrn
my apologies, i wasn’t paying attention. completely my fault.
didn't think anyone else was in here ..
YOU LOOK ANCIENT, A PIECE RIPPED FROM HISTORY
* NO WAY??????????
【 @valhalkyrie 】 ،، / MISSED YOU EVEN MORE MY LOVE, you are legit one of the main reasons i decided to log back in here
/ anyway cb && specify people , we've got work to do
/ HONEY . . . I'M HOOOME !!
* COME BACKKKKK
