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# 𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗂𝖺𝖿
his fingers rest upon the spine of an ancient book. he looks at the *reader.
‘ ⠀ is a passage here i loved for many years, age has stolen my eyes before my memory— read it to me, if you would. ⠀’
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he’d been waiting for someone who might listen, turning to the *reader.
‘ ⠀ maesters have a new chimera butterfly at the keep. if it should please you, you may come and look at it with me. ⠀’
⠀
⠀
# 𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗂𝖺𝖿
his fingers rest upon the spine of an ancient book. he looks at the *reader.
‘ ⠀ is a passage here i loved for many years, age has stolen my eyes before my memory— read it to me, if you would. ⠀’
⠀
⠀
he’d been waiting for someone who might listen, turning to the *reader.
‘ ⠀ maesters have a new chimera butterfly at the keep. if it should please you, you may come and look at it with me. ⠀’
⠀