(Fairy-tales do not exist. Whether they are in Hadriel or elsewhere, love cannot last forever. Death will come between them even if they are not separated by other means. Yet that doesn't mean the time they spend together means nothing. If anything, that makes it more special.
Sansa is afraid to open herself to anyone. There are those she is attracted to, but each time she lets her mind follow that path, images of Joffrey and Ramsay's brutality surface. Then she, subconsciously, traces some of the scars they left behind.
She wears long dresses because she is a lady, but she also wears them to hide her scars.)
Do not think of when you will be parted. Think only of today and cherish each moment. There is no reason to speak of regret when you are...in love.
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Sansa is afraid to open herself to anyone. There are those she is attracted to, but each time she lets her mind follow that path, images of Joffrey and Ramsay's brutality surface. Then she, subconsciously, traces some of the scars they left behind.
She wears long dresses because she is a lady, but she also wears them to hide her scars.)
Do not think of when you will be parted. Think only of today and cherish each moment. There is no reason to speak of regret when you are...in love.
(Her voice hitches on that last bit.)
Celebrate it.