#lyranna.

[warriorforged]

Her grief is old, I reminded myself. And yet I didn't think pain like that ever faded entirely. Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.

Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising.

[warriorforged]

And what did I want? [...] A chance to sleep easy in my bed without fear. An end to the guilt and dread that I woke to every morning. There were old wants too, to be loved for who I was, not what I could do, to lie in a meadow with a boy’s arms around me and watch the wind move the clouds.

Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising.

[warriorforged]

MUSE AESTHETICS: LYRANNA MAHARIEL, THE HERO OF FERELDEN

“Legends are slippery little things; for the glory that coats them hides the pain, the suffering, and the death that spun them.“