I have spent my nights unraveling omens, searching for cracks in the prophecy’s spine. surely the ink is still wet, the ending still unwritten —surely, I can be more than just a cautionary. tale.
&&. 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 silk fabrics; the trails of her dress drag behind her as she walks through the busy streets of pentos, slender digits gently stroking the delicate silks of blue.
thinking 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 of home.
╱ the chemistry between these two is still incredibly impressive and I still stand that we not only deserved more scenes with them but that that laena and daemon deserved better then what the writers gave them in S1. therefore I have decided to humbly request to write it all.