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. ππ₯ππ’π§ ππ«ππ‘ππ«π¨π§ .
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independent portrayal of
Elain Archeron.
acotar rp β crossovers
welcomed.
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β β β β β β soft blades of green grass are a gentle caress against skin as elain sinks onto the ground , sweet earthiness filling her nostrils as hands cup the blossoming flowers and guide them close . thriving ; her garden was thriving .
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margins spread at the teasing comment β his playfulness easing a slight kernel of her worry ; although she hadnβt the chance to allow it enough time to settle.
before she could respond ; azriel was stripping away his combat gear. leathers and armour fell from his body Β»
Β« she hadnβt see who those claws had sliced through , hadnβt been able to register the shadow shape but now . . now it made sense β a warning ignored.
a frightful , shaken breath shuddered past her lips as she reached gingerly to hover her finger tips over the wound. Β»
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β β β β β β oblivious to the gaze that lingered upon her , attention consumed by the plus pink roses that had blossomed from buds of petals into a beautiful flower β she cupped the natural beauty with gentle hands and leaned inward , inhaling the floral scent Β»
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immense happiness spread through her core , a rush of pleasurable emotions seeping into her bones as he held her tighter , kissed her with a depth she would crave until the day she died β it was hard to think there was once someone else she adored , her idea of Β»
βI see all of you, and I adore you.β
He used the very same words she had given him before pressing a kiss to her forehead.
βYou're so patient with me...β His thumb brushed gently across her cheek. βI don't deserve you.β
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Β« truth.
β you forget , i was broken before . . confused , overlooked as a grieving bride . . even if my grief was real , you listened , you were kind and patient with me too . you were my friend first , then my saviour and now . .β
elain paused . a pause that let Β»
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Β« mustβve been more needed and so she forced herself to reach a hand out , grazing her finger tips over soft petals and let the sensation settle of raging heart of concern.
β the lemon tree has also sprung to life ,β she breathed. β small , but already sprouting bulbs of Β»
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Β« the blanket of concern heavy upon her ; elain wanted to question him , send him off to a healer for assessment or ask why he came straight here instead of caring for himself first but she couldnβt , wouldnβt utter those words because whatever drew him here first , Β»
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Β« to the man she could share her light with and help carry his darkness.
it felt poetic β but her heart ached with the slither of distance between them , a thread that would remain noosed around her neck for sake of others . .
elain released a shaky breath , as if Β»
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indeed he was a contrast to the surroundings she had created β to her own self , but she had been forcibly tethered to what most might assume her picture perfect half and elain had despised it ; him. she desired nothing more than to instead tether herself Β»
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soft petals graze the tips of her fingers , floral scent swirls within her as she inhales a deep breath and merely exists within the surrounding earthiness β there was something profoundly healing here , an atmosphere of life that could seep into the thickest of Β»
Β« unable to tear her gaze away from the male β from the aftermath of battle splayed across him , her features settled with concern. gentle and genuine as she approached , stopping inches before him , head tilted back to stare upon his face.
β youβre back .β
she breathed , Β»
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