Lady Alexandrie d'Asgard (
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2021-08-12 05:25 pm (UTC)
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No, my Byerly.
[ Murmured, as she smooths her skirts again and finally— unsteadily— raises from the ground so she can go to him and touch his hand. ]
It is in me, this fear. Something in me still believes it keeps me safe. It would not matter what you did, I would find a way to feed it.
[ She lifts one of his fingers, puts it down again. ]
I think such things; that I am always failing you.
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[ Murmured, as she smooths her skirts again and finally— unsteadily— raises from the ground so she can go to him and touch his hand. ]
It is in me, this fear. Something in me still believes it keeps me safe. It would not matter what you did, I would find a way to feed it.
[ She lifts one of his fingers, puts it down again. ]
I think such things; that I am always failing you.