[Daria was too shook to even care. Knowing full well the nights that followed tonight and the future were going to be filled with intruders and wanderers. Yet all the same, it didn’t stop her from wanting to clam up and shrink her soul into that dark place she let herself be in for all of those years.
Then she saw that good old bastard, Astarion. Somehow that made it worse. She laid down on the freakishly realistic cold floor of her old home she was so used to. Cobwebs, musk, and all. In the corner was even her makeshift cot surrounded by withered old books. Too realistic, it just made her bitter. Her ankle bled on the stone and she couldn’t even care.]
Be my guest. Guess away in this lovely abode. Try the rat. Or don’t. They were crappy friends anyway.
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Then she saw that good old bastard, Astarion. Somehow that made it worse. She laid down on the freakishly realistic cold floor of her old home she was so used to. Cobwebs, musk, and all. In the corner was even her makeshift cot surrounded by withered old books. Too realistic, it just made her bitter. Her ankle bled on the stone and she couldn’t even care.]
Be my guest. Guess away in this lovely abode. Try the rat. Or don’t. They were crappy friends anyway.