Nov 17, 2024
Quen saw Smiler, kicking free of the burning stables with his mane ablaze, shrieking and rearing. She sobbed, and nocked her last arrow. Her hands were shaking and her fingers were nerveless, but she drew back the string. The world narrowed. The Flayed Man, mouth open in agony, seemed to pulse and writhe in the flames like a still-beating heart. In that moment, Quen wanted to kill him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. The arrow soared. It missed.
Quenlyn (aka genderbent Theon Greyjoy from my fic, Sow the Tide, Reap the Storm) by the absolutely amazing @luneillusoire!! Thank you so, so much <3 <3 <3