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Mahuika.
Grey Warden. Spartan. Champion of Kirkwall. Deep-Space Engineer. Slytherin. Firebender.
Entomologist. Seamstress.
Girlfriend.
The easily offended need not apply.
Meredith's hands only shake a little as she measures a few grains of lyrium into her evening drink. It's to keep her steady, she tells herself, to keep her mind clear and her heart strong. But her mind knows the truth - some nights, it's the only thing that keeps the red music quiet. She swirls the gritty liquid in its enamel glass, then downs it with a grimace. Another night. Another note quelled.… i love you
that was depressing and beautiful and YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. /YOU ARE/. YOU.
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formerly-samarkands said:
see, Orsino’s got α little dαgger αnd Meredith’s got her lyrium viαls αnd ONE CAN’T JUDGE THE OTHER so… so there? yeαh. So there.
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