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fellstcr · 6 months
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⚔️ // warmth from a paper cup seeped into byleth's hands , a slow trickle of feeling that made her fingertips prickle and as hot and cold assaulted the senses. the ebenos gardens were hushed as byleth stepped through the hedges of slumbering flowers and beneath the bare canopies. she found it a comforting place. reminiscent in some ways of garreg mach —  and like a bird seeking out nest byleth found herself flocking to it , chasing down the memories of hallowed halls and students around any corner. ( the echoes of familiar things whispered on the wind. )
it was as she rounded a corner and found her footsteps guiding her to the central pergola that a new wind blew , and with it a shiver of cold that wound its way beneath her coat and sent chills down her spine. the snow was disturbed here , though more of it descended like fine powder from the skies above. and stirred from her thoughts did byleth look up — only to find a woman standing beneath the flutter golden ribbons ; of wishes cast to the aether.
she knew that diadem of a dragon's wings.
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it was the warrior ... the woman from her dreams ....
the cup tumbled from byleth's hands. &. liquid amber stained across the powdered snow.
@seirosu / t h e y ;;4;;
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