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⠀⠀⠀𝕴 desired 𝓯𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 from the yoke of the 𝗳.ellow┈𝑠𝗵𝗶𝗽 only because ( * y͟o͟u ) showed me it was possible.
NIGHT𐍂𝐄͜IGN *͟ #THRP
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In our war against the Night, every battle left a scar.
These wounds were given will. A foul life, born of cast-away souls.
Steel your resolve, Nightfarers. This hunt must be seen to its end.
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She only slowly confirmed, still touching her own hand there, that her own decay had gripped her for so long that it stopped with a golden needle and immaculate grace. They would go together... across the lake.
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❝ 𝒽m ... as thou wisheth. my heart no longer grieves for fools who deny me. ❞
let the wench succumb to irresistible rot, then; let them all sink into decay, for all the care that remained to her.
❝ keep riding. ❞
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All like beautiful, old memories of an era that may not return. She understands... that perhaps, that era will not come back. Her heart aches a little, touching herself... it was a double-edged sword. She glanced to the side for a moment but eventually observed Radahn with—
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〝 Good memories, all. I still remember them quite fondly, as I remember Mother, Father, Ranni and Rykard. Alas, they walk the warrior's path as I, it is only within understanding that they too, went off into the dangers of war. 〞
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"On the contrary, not at all... accompanying thee... to thy destiny is my desire in some way. Don't misunderstand me."
She touched her own chest, it was like a flame enchantment... to heal the rot... but she resisted, after all, the past had always been there.
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𝓈igh. deep within, she was the chalice princess even still, bleeding for the sake of others. it helped that this stranger was grating her nerves.
❝ does something bother thee.ᐣ i may offer a balm for thine wounds. ❞
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