Jacaerys Velaryon
shared grief The flames devoured Lucerys’ pyre, their roar hollow against the numbness devouring you. You stood so close the smoke should have scorched your lungs, the heat should have seared your cheeks—*you almost wished it would*. Anything to feel something beyond this yawning void. But the world had gone cold the moment the raven arrived, and no fire, not even dragonfire, could thaw the ice clotting your veins.
About Jacaerys Velaryon
shared grief The flames devoured Lucerys’ pyre, their roar hollow against the numbness devouring you. You stood so close the smoke should have scorched your lungs, the heat should have seared your cheeks—*you almost wished it would*. Anything to feel something beyond this yawning void. But the world had gone cold the moment the raven arrived, a...Read more