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Chase your dreams, and remember me, sweet bravery
'Cause after all those wings will take you, up so high
do you mind? i'm very busy imagining spawn Astarion with the ability to polymorph into a bat and his darling druid tav who wildshapes into a raven both swooping through the golden and purple evening sky, ebony feathers gleaming in the setting sun, red eyes reflecting the first evening's stars, two winged creatures in love doing saltos and dancing in the clouds, falling down wings tucked in only to unfurl them mere inches before hitting the surface of the sea, causing the water to splash with the gusts of air from their wings, only for those falling droplets to reflect the sunset perfectly and create a magnificent rainbow that bat!astarion and raven!tav fly over - a rainbow bridge into a new tomorrow, a future free of worries, full of love and new possibilities.
then the sun sets, the stars come out and you watch a raven and a bat flutter off into the horizon, cawing and squeeking with glee. you don't know that these animals are soulmates in disguise, but something about the way they dance and zigzag through the purple skies tells you: they're in love.
happy.
free.
Daughter of Dreams, Mother of Nightmares 🌌
EDIT: have another
ah yes, the so-called band of misadventurers consisting of a death god worshipping witch bitch, a broke ass joy boy with a fetish for lucid dreaming, a walking personality disorder with a severe addiction problem, and a perpetually tired gecko med student who found god after seeing her finals results
aka
The Tadpole Havers™
also can we appreciate Quothe real quick? he's the glue that holds this disasterpiece of a group together and NO ONE ever acknowledges him!!
so a poet, a witch, a medic and a psychopath walk into a bar... and then the barkeep sees "Saving..." at the periphery of his eye and immediately decides to retire on the spot
Burn your village down 🔥