ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦.

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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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to unravel such a scene of scarlet splendour. burnished by autumn, trees hued in crimson. yet the days darken, now you’ve gone away.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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i fear that my amour might be unrequited and that would embarrass me so. for how could a 𝑙ady ever be seen with a 𝑔eneral ﹖

( woeful lament, all in mirthful amusement. knuckles to forehead, helpless exhale leaving mouth. )

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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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( subtlest of brushes as the newt passes by the knight as though she were paying no mind, traversing the length of the hallway with languid footsteps. short glance over her shoulder speaks otherwise to her indifference. )

𝑜ℎ, i shouldn’t say.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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𝑜ℎℎ,

(⠀a laugh trails their words, they lean over her just so. a smile crosses their features as they speak with feigned wonder,⠀)

𝒅o you, now﹖ who 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 should be so lucky to catch your eye...
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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( smirk sidling ‘cross lips, dainty hands folded elegantly behind pristine posture. half—lidded eyes are 𝒄𝒐𝒚, contrasting innocent poise. )

i believe i have a crush on a certain newt.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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(⠀a skeptical look.⠀)

from you﹖ certainly.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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would you like to know a secret ﹖ * 😊

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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‼️‼️‼️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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@WRETCHEDSLAIN.

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[‍𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄. @morsroots]

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hunger hurts and i want him so bad oh, it kills ‘cause i know i’m a mess he don’t wanna clean up. i got to fold ‘cause these hands are too shaky to hold——hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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hello
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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i want to kiss my wife.

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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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marcy

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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where did you get that
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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sorry i’ve been watching this for months.

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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of sand wars ﹠ unsent letters:
a solo.
★
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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below the art piece is a title that reads ’ 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ’ by lady olivia.

“ when yunan stopped returning my letters, i feared the worst. ”
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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fingertips wander tired threads, caressing each trembling stitch with a tender care. a faraway look swathes earthen tones, the pale saffron palette and the picturesque detailing of the centrepiece seeming to coax a crest of distant memories from the outskirts of her mind.
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[𝓵𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝓵𝒐⃨𝒗⃨𝒆⃨ @fornewts]

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“ @dovegored! What's this on about? ” She leaned delicately in front of one of the tapestries her mother had carefully groomed and stitched for haunted halls. She hadn't remembered if they had asked before —— if they had, it wouldn't had mattered now.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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soberly, the silhouetting touch upon the woven memorial is withdrawn. fingertips wince away from the threads as if they could recall the sensation of needle nicking the webbing of her fingers as she frantically strung the piece together through tears and muffled sobs.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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“ 𝑖𝑓 𝑖’𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒. ”

in one sweeping motion, the lady uses her body weight to propel both of them towards the shallow waters below.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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as a tide of water douses the fine linens of her garment, a comical gasp passes through her lips. the way her eyes knit together and her jaw dangles ajar could indubitably be an indicator for displeasure if they were not the seasoned general, …
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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝒔𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐭. @WRETCHEDSLAIN]

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a half startled noise leaves them, stepping back just once in surprise at the action. then, a smirk tugs at their lips, eyes narrowed slyly as if they intend to pounce. she laughs along, she can't help it.
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[ᅠ𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝒐͟𝐫𝐦. @dovegored]

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the 𝑙ady’s gaze wanders to their lips, then upwards to their eyes. she leans impossibly closer, her breath hitching as she nearly closes the gap. but she continues past them, instead wandering towards their ear and murmuring quietly.
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