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The weight of a hand. The hush of surrender. Where control and comfort blur into one gesture— rooted in tenderness, charged with power. A moment between breaths, held in silence, framed by trust.
From the series The Quiet Room
Photo: Thomas Gerwers
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“I have to go” she sighed as she turned to look at her, “I was going to leave without saying anything, but I thought you should at least be aware of what I was planning” not that Sansa didn’t know her, and probably would have guessed that she was leaving, but given the new warmth in their sisterly bond, she wanted to tell her. To say goodbye in a way. “I’m probably not coming back”
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[🎀 what is their most beloved belonging?]
Dany would not reveal this to most, not out of fear or shame, but because she feels it is not everyone's concern to know about this item.
The item she cherishes most is a piece of fabric from the clothes she made for her son Rhaego shortly before his still birth. She used to have the whole attire but had to sacrifice most of it to keep on her person secretly as she traveled.
Sadly [in some verses] when she was captured by the Dothraki of Vaes Dothrak, her murder of the khals torn away her dressings again as well as the last remaining fabric of Rhaego's outfit.
She has since gathered a few ashes and though they may not be her son's clothes, she carries them around in a small vile tucked away in her armor and dresses.
Sacrifice || @TenderStrength
tenderstrength:
"Tell me, how could you let her leave? Did you really just sit idly by and allow her to walk away without a fight? After you gave her everything you just let her go?"
The question caught Tahno off guard and caused a falter in his stance. The words Sansa spoke were unusually accusative. She had taken a page from his book and chosen each word specifically to cut deeply and quickly.
His hand flexed, opening and closing into a fist repeatedly as he hardened his gaze and glared at the girl in front of him. How dare she? He wanted to yell. How dare she attack him the same way he had attacked her only a few weeks prior.
"Tell me, how could you let her leave? Did you really just sit idly by and allow her to walk away without a fight?"
Sansa's words were like a beating drum in his head, echoing, replaying, sorting and unsorting as he tried to find meaning, find a way to answer her without revealing too much about himself.
"Do you ever tire of fighting?" He bellowed, refusing to meet her eyes. Really, how had he let Korra go so easily, how had he let her walk out of his door, tears in her eyes, and done nothing to stop her? Every night now, he was tortured by his mistake.
But it had been an act of selflessness, letting her leave him. She hadn't been happy, she hadn't been happy enough to commit to him, and he wasn't about to keep her from contentment, even if it meant giving up his own in the process.
"I didn't watch her go. I haven't been entirely truthful with you, dear Sansa." Bringing his eyes to hers, the sinister, raw, manipulative nature of his true self was brought to the surface, exposed for her to see.
"I told her..." A pause. He hadn't quoted himself, looked back on the moment, out loud before.
"Leave," He had said to her. "Go back to him... tell him what you've lost."
In a smaller voice, she had replied, "Is that what you want? Is that what will make you happy?"
Remembering it, hearing their voices from the past so vividly in his mind, pulled a dry, empty laugh from his throat. Spirits, what had he done?
"I told her to leave," He had also grabbed her, tears in his eyes, and asked her what he had to do to make her happy. What did he have to do to make her stay?
"After you gave her everything you just let her go?"
He had given her everything, that was true. He had showed her a side of himself that he had tucked so deeply inside he hadn't even been sure it was still real, that was true. He had held her at night, stroked her hair when she fidgeted, endured hours of nightly conversations, forgoing sleep to observe her childlike curiosity, that was true.
He had tried his hardest to make her happy, to make her feel like she was a person, and not just the Avatar, that was all true. But the way she treated him, the way she had made him feel like he could trust her, the way she led him on, that had all been false.
"She wasn't happy," He spoke through clenched teeth. "I gave her everything and it wasn't enough." Eyes shut tightly, and his breath caught in his throat. "Who am I to keep her from being happy?" He shook his head and regained himself, glaring at Sansa once more, eyes expressive of hatred, pain, anger, and misery. Still, even with such a revealing stare, the emotions in his eyes only just barely represented what raged and surged inside of him.
"I had to protect her, anyway. The evil that lurks inside of us as humans is surprising, little girl." His tone was condescending and a bit distant, like he was talking to her, but from far away.
"Anyway, at least one of us is content with our pathetic lives." He added, his lips curling into a sneer in response to the bitterness in his own voice, if only to cover the fear.
He had trusted Korra, given her parts of his being he couldn't take back, and he could only hope she wouldn't use his own heart against him.
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WOW I SAID I’M GOING TO REPLY CALM UR FUCKIN FACE
//*smooches ur face* shhhhh
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EXCUSE YOU
//did i fuCKING STUTTER
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//i’m gonna punch u through the computer one of these days maybe then you’ll realize you are a gOOD WRITER
//THAT WON'T HELP NOPE I JUST
NO I'M NOT GOOD STOP IT
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//josh get the fUCK OUT YOU ARE SO
//nope hanna i refuse shh
