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β €β €β €β €β €β €β € 𝖺𝗅𝗅 π—‹π—ˆπ–Ίπ–½π—Œ 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 π—π—ˆ π—’π—ˆπ—Ž, β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β € 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 π—‚π—Œ π—‡π—ˆ π—ƒπ—ˆπ—Žπ—‹π—‡π–Ύπ—’β€™π—Œ 𝖾𝗇𝖽, β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β € @FEITlCElRA

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β €β € β €β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β € FEW OF US CAN FACE β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € THE WORLD AND IT’S β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 TRUTHS. β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β € It’s what 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘒𝘳𝘒𝘡𝘦𝘴 you β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €β € and I. β €β € β €β €
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β € β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € WHEN YOU SPEND SO β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € LONG IN πƒπ€π‘πŠππ„π’π’, β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € YOU DISCOVER THAT β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € IT’S STARING BACK. β € β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €I thought there was a β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € β €light 𝘸𝘒π˜ͺ𝘡π˜ͺ𝘯𝘨 for me. β € β €
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β € the blood of the 𝐧𝐒𝐧𝐭𝐑 𝐝𝐒𝐯𝐒𝐧𝐞 . . . . . . the red wolf of 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐟𝐒𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐫. β €
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bellona rolls her eyes lovingly at the words. a squeeze to a delicate hand. β€œhush now” she says with a light huff.
β€œHmm.” Pale knuckles are traced carefully by a petite thumb, rosy lips serving to coil further and she unconsciously leans closer into the Dragonborn’s warmth. β€œCould’ve sworn you spoke of bullcrap just then.” It’s a tease, nothing serious.
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she feels arms around her frame and instantly relaxes. bellona looks over her shoulder to see the petite mage getting soaked by stepping out here without a care. there’s a soft smile as she turns and gathers the silver haired woman in her arms, picking her up by one. Β»
It’s a last minute decision to abandon her seat and approach the Dragonborn, arms engulfing her own waist and fingers toying loosely with the fabric of her gown. Rain isn’t shown interest. One can dry clothes easily enough. β€œCome insideβ€”β€”. You’ll catch a cold and a break won’t +
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Β« sword still on the other. β€œwell the cold would be perfect because then you’ll take care of me” she teases and begins to walk inside, knowing the woman was right. neither her nor skyrim could afford to have the dragonborn sick.
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β€œwill you teach me?” she prompts at the response that drips like honey. eyes observe the woman before her as she takes a seat in front of her. β€œstew sounds perfect” bellona replies with a smile.
β€œOne day, perhaps.” Her words drip from her tongue akin to honey, lips coiling as Amara takes the seat laid before Bellona. β€œShall stew suit you?”
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she bites her lower lip in response to the grunt and smiles as a hand is taken by bree’s. a squeeze is given as fingers tangle together and a kiss is pressed to soft knuckles. β€œof course not. i’m all sane and sound.”
In spite of being a woman of nobility, the Mage releases a unladylike grunt as her initial response. Pale eyelids remain shut but a delicate hand finds Bellona’s and tangles fingers in a loose embrace. β€œYou didn’t suffer a head injury and not inform me, hmm?” She teases.
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the dragonborn felt as though she always needed to be doing something. she couldn’t stop moving. the show is definitely not purposeful, she had no clue of the audience she currently had. the tall blonde does a last set of movements before standing and letting the blade Β»
Brelyna merely hums at the sight of Bellona. She’s always doing something, isn’t she? It is endearing, encouraging. So many refuse to have such spark for life; pleasant change to be seen. Alas. Is this show purposeful or has Bellona not noticed her presence yet?
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Β« rest at her side. free hand runs along her short hair, pushing it back. a sigh and her head falls back, face towards the sky and letting the rain splatter on it.
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pretty women just giving her money or food or potions . . .
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the tall woman is quick to catch it, looking at the bag and then at the half-elf. brows rising slightly, β€œi need to learn that trick.”
Short and swift snort falls from her lips, a simple wave of the hand seeing a purse of gold before the Dragonborn. She does now.
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all was still, all was quiet and all was perfect. peaceful. she hadn’t even noted the shift in breathing from the petite woman, unaware that she no longer slumbered. her lips curl into a smile, wide and delicate at the question. β€œno” she answers with much truth. Β»
Something stirs her into reality, pulling the Mage from within the depths of her dream. Not that she was upset. Once realisation dawns, the belief that this was better than any dream swiftly arrived. β€œDon’t you get tired of staring?” Lilacs have yet to be seen, +
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Β« β€œhow could i when i’ve been gifted with such a sight ?”
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bellona is at the courtyard, right beneath the rain with her sword swinging. eyes squinted as the rain begins to pour gown much more heavily.
Rain has begun to descend on the lands, feeding dry lands and giving hope to the true workers of Skyrim; the Farmers. It’s a welcomed addition. Brelyna is going to perch herself here with a chalice of wine cradled in her hand, relishing in the sight. It’s the small things. . .
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the dragonborn smiles and her body seems to ease, to relax when brelyna settles. when she sinks into the hold and tucks into her chest. bellona presses a tender kiss to the top of a silver head.
Who is she to deny those friendly cuddles, hmm? She is not a monster. Brelyna sinks into the hold, pale hands are gentle as they coil over strong forearms, stroking with such tenderness as the embrace is melted within. Her tiny stature curls into a larger +
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climbs into bed, gathering @FEITlCElRA in her arms. they are in an inn and they only had this room available with one bed. perfect excuse for ( friendly ) cuddles.
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