⠀ pale 𝐵𝐼𝑅𝐶𝐻 - girls were tossing their heads, 𝑊𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂𝑊 - women pushed back their hair from their brooding faces to gaze on a͟s͟l͟a͟n͟, the queenly 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 stood still and adored him. ⠀

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𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. · Nov 6, 2026 · 2:29 AM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN.@andarnamacNov 6

eyes rolled as he followed behind. “oh, come on, it was just a little tease. nothing worth apologizing to the ocean over.” lazy grin, despite his protests the moment they made it to the docks he gives a dramatic bow. “my sincerest

⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣;⁣ ⁣ ₕₑᵣₑ꜀ₒₘₑₛ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝙶͟𝙴͟𝙽͟𝙴͟𝚁͟𝙰͟𝙻@filialeonumNov 6

“ ye' may have t'apologize to the ocean first. ” she teases as she nudges her brother with her elbow. a soft laugh emits before she's leading their path down to the shore. it was quiet at this hour at night. not many visited ↴

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. · Nov 6, 2026 · 2:29 AM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN.@andarnamacNov 6

apologies dearest ocean, i did not mean to offend my sister about her boyfriend.” and with that, he plops down on the edge, feet dangling towards the water, opening up the bag.

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. · Nov 5, 2026 · 9:31 PM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN.@andarnamacNov 5

he does not hesitate in catching the little pouch. one glance up and down the street. “here?” incredulous in his questioning. “or at the usual place by the docks? as long as you don’t have the sea still furious with me, of course.”

⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣;⁣ ⁣ ₕₑᵣₑ꜀ₒₘₑₛ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝙶͟𝙴͟𝙽͟𝙴͟𝚁͟𝙰͟𝙻@filialeonumNov 4

pushing herself off of the wall, elder sister tosses the little bag over to her brother. “ catch, ” she hums, hood coming her head to use as a cover up. gods know they needn't eyes on them.

‍‍ ‍ 𝓣𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑛. · Nov 5, 2026 · 5:24 PM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. retweeted

‍‍ ‍ 𝓣𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑛.@phauncsNov 5

‍‍ ‍ 𝓣𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑛.@phauncsNov 5

⠀ ⠀⠀the 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 just kept turning. ⠀⠀i never forgave it for that. ⠀

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Helen Pevensie · Nov 4, 2026 · 10:57 PM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. retweeted

Helen Pevensie@matraichqueenNov 4

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ “Promise me you will look after the others.”

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𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN. · Nov 4, 2026 · 5:54 PM UTC

𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ CAELAN.@andarnamacNov 4

the fresh, cool, air on his face was much needed. huffing a sigh, he wipes soot smeared hands on his pants. “you don’t have to ask me twice. i could use a relaxing evenin’ after the day i’ve had.”

⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣;⁣ ⁣ ₕₑᵣₑ꜀ₒₘₑₛ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝙶͟𝙴͟𝙽͟𝙴͟𝚁͟𝙰͟𝙻@filialeonumNov 3

leaning against the outdoor wall of the forge, simply waiting for her brother to emerge. when he does, she's holding a tiny satchel. “ fancy 'bit of thistle .ᐣ ”

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