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Varnas the Stained
"Its been how long? I can't remember. I hold onto my humanity to keep myself sane. But, for how long until I succumb to it? Dear hunter, be sure that I keep my humanity, that I keep it clutched until my last dying breath"
WINTER
"Don't go," he whispered.
"That's not how it works. When the snow fades, so do I." She sighed. "It doesn't change what's happened. I'll remember it all."
He started to panic and clutched her closer, but she silenced him with a kiss of hoarfrost.
so like... Flick is a useless lesbian who doesn’t know how to parse her own feelings but she did walk into Hot Boss’s arse in an artificial darkness (the perks of being butt-level to most Medium-sized humanoids i suppose) and then clutched at Hot Boss’s sleeve on the way out.
She clutched tight at his hand. “Nothing will happen to you. Nothing. I could not stand it. They took Ned, & your sweet brothers. Sansa is married, Arya lost, my father’s dead…if anything befell you, I would go mad, Robb. You are all I have left. You are all the north has left.”
Inktober Day 6 - Autumn theme. And the fungi plumpen and shrug spreading their spores to be clutched by the damp air then coddled in soft, dark, earthy places.
#inktober #PeediePointyDog #illustrator #illustration #iamdrawingabook #autumn #story #newbook
An ancient #Scottish custom is to give a newborn baby a silver coin. If the coin is clutched tightly, the babe will be careful with money. If the coin is dropped, a future as a spendthrift is predicted.
Illust: Cicely Barker. Heather is a plant of good luck. #FolkloreThursday
Has anyone wanted to be the teddy bear clutched by a fine gurl. Please say I'm not the only one.