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Immortal hair streaked with daggers
iron filling her lungs

She hadn't gotten a great night of sleep. Maybe, maybe, that was because she had tried to murder her brother last night but that was beside the point. She could feel her heart beating in the puncture wounds in her arm. With long sleeves wrapped around her arms to keep her warm, but not as warm as a fur coat would keep her. The only bright side to being in Ishgard was seeing an old friend again. Her pale eyes searched around for the brunette.

"Arianna!" Nerys grinned and ran to the woman, noticing her finally. It had been too long since the last time they had seen each other and Nerys wanted to make sure they spend every last second gossiping and doing girl things instead of using people as punching bags for once. Although, that was fun too.

each breath just as invitingly toxic
as the next

MONTY

i've lived my life both good and bad,
definitely not as light as a feather

Today an old friend would come to visit. It had been such a long time since Arianna had seen the white-haired girl. Nerys had always been the wild one of the two of them. Because where Arianna was bound to her title as Princess, and now as Crown Princess, Nerys had been given the chance to roam free. The Princess wondered if that was still the case.

As soon as she spotted the woman running towards her in the courtyard a smile appeared on her face. "Nerys!" She greeted her friend with the same excitement. She held out her arms to welcome the girl into a warm hug. "You look good," she remarked as she pulled back. Nerys looked good, with a touch of the wind still in her wild hair. But that was nothing new.

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