( ❛ & mary. )

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                SHE IS ALL
        light  and  paleness   –    hair  as  gold  as
        the    finest   crown   upon   head;   skin   as
        light as  snow –  forever noticed  amongst
        the  dark   hair  of   the   true    Northerners.
        Adventure  awaits  upon  the  other  side of
        those large doors which are soon opened
        and they  enter to  cold breeze  that  forces
        colour to lighten cheeks.

                Happiness  radiates from the one adopted
                and taken in by  the family of wolves;  when
                found  wandering   the  woods  by  the  one
                  whose  hand  clasped  fully  at  her  own.

        For   a   moment,  contemplation    lingers   over   porcelain
        features   and  Mary  is   truly  stuck   for  choice!   Toes  curl
        within    slippers    and   feet    bounce   on    cold,   ice-worn
        ground in excitement – sapphire eyes twinkling with delight.

                Let  us  ride! Go  as  fast  and  far  as eyes  can see;;
                perhaps  we  shall  find  ourselves  in  a  place not yet
                explored? And  she  is  bouncing  again  upon  heels
                –  glee extruding  from  her  pores,  for  days  lingering
                behind cold stone walls had forced mind to madness
                                                                                           of boredom.

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                           all she seeks is fun with  this  girl,  one so unlike the others
                           whom she is made  to  interact during rare  periods of travel
                           away from northern  home  &  t'is  with her that wolf  maiden
                           feels free rather than caught  within  cage of stone & duty &
                           for that lyanna would  be  willing  to give mary the world & for
                           her friendship there is  nothing  good  enough although she
                           tries within everything they do together.

                           smile  grows & there  is a glow  to  its  curvature ‘pon visage
                           left momentarily flushed  within change  of  temperature, out
                           from warm stone  walls,  chilled  air  causes flesh to pinken
                           as surely as it would had the path been reversed &            ;;

                           a ride suggested shall be a  ride  taken  & is not such what
                           she is best at,  riding  &  riding  'til  she  feels  herself being
                           called back home once more?

                                                                 ❝ Yes ( !! )
                                                                           Let us ride, Mary. ❞

                           hands  pull  once  more  though  surely  sister  should know 
                           path to stables as well as she as her stay in winterfell grew
                           longer & longer   ( although its lady offers no complaint. )   &
                           there  is  an  energy  emanating   from iron  bones  &  silken
                           ribbons of veins that only  the  opportunity  to ride could ever
                           hope to bring forth.

                             ❝ Even I have only been so far but surely
                that is only because I went unaccompanied but
                                                                I AM NOT SO NOW.
                Now I have you beside me & father cannot say
                anything.

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EVERY GIRL

ind. priv. sel. canon divergent book based lyanna stark from asoiaf established: 9.13 && rebooted 1.14.
written by JAILIN
{ 22 | she/her/hers | pst }

#ofwolfmaids

HAS WOLVES

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PACING RHYTHMS

i am not your apocalypse, i am not your salvation, my body is a kingdom meant only for a queen. i will take your crown, i will shape your stars, my life might not be my own but yours ?? i will make it so !! immortality is an escape, absolution from revolution, blessed by dying breaths of kings who lived too long. you called me an angel, blessed me with candle-bright lies. i will make angels fall, i will burn your kingdom down. immortality belongs to the dead, so bury me with my crown.

IN HER VEINS !!

i am not, nor do i claim to either be or be affiliated with hailee steinfeld or any of my face claims or have any connection to asoiaf. all writing here is my own, however, && my portrayal is based off of my own headcanons && beliefs formed upon watching the movie. i ask you to not take anything used here for yourself, with the exception of utilizing headcanons in our threads, without my permission.