5/26/2025, 11:53 AM
i have never slumbered, she replies ... and it reminds him of his own awakening in this strange place. no, he hadn't either. he had drowned, been drowned; a helpless puppet to the the sea as it tossed him around like a weightless ragdoll. he cuts those thoughts off with a sharp inhale of breath, letting it out slower. determined not to show the turmoil warring within him.
this territory they call winterscar,dracarys replies.
it is where i ... woke up, too.he gives his head a soft shake, as if he could dispel the memories etched into the very marrow of his bones.
i am called dracarys.he offers in the next breath, frosted gaze studying her with quiet contemplation.