‘ we’ve all got to stop running one day, you know. ’
* 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 : 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽
❛ running ? ❜ ufran chuckled out the word . his smile might have been wide but it didn’t reach his brown eyes . they were too focused watching beric , unblinkingly so . he wanted to make sure that the man standing beside him in that DARK SNOW DROWNED land was real and not a ghost . but the more he examined the other man’s expression , the more ufran came to realize that he looked NOTHING LIKE BERIC DONDARRION . he still had his one eye , the same soothing voice the piper had heard so many years back ... but somehow , it didn’t feel like HE WAS THERE . the dornish man tugged at the furs resting over his shoulders , turning his head to gaze at the frozen landscape . winterfell sat atop its’ own kind of desert . a shiver ran down his spine at the thought . ufran would later blame it on a cold breeze . ❛ i haven’t seen home in years and still i keep finding sand in my pockets , in my shoes , sometimes even in my hair ! ❜ there was a laugh there too but it melted away into something sad . a sense of HELPLESSNESS that had been nothing but foreign until recently to him . the piper had never felt a sense of urgency like the one haunting him now . ━━ his curse was catching up to him .
❛ running will do me no good . i know this now . the dunes will take their claim . as they always do . ❜ dark eyes watched the sun hiding behind grey clouds , PREGNANT WITH SNOW . beric had it too ; a curse which clung to his veins and made him almost as strong as it made him tragic . the sands of dorne had scratched his skin too , whether he liked it or not . like the desert , that man remained unchanged , unmoved ... BARREN . soon enough he too would have to return to soil . ❛ you should take your own advice . ❜ the piper of vaith finally added , humor hidden beneath each word . ❛ all this living business has made that pretty face of yours into a pitiful sight . ❜
