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Bhryn Astairre
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~ another amid a small collection ~
That small part of the wall that has come to be dominated by anyone who she has ever been close to has yet another tablet of precious metal added amid the silence. There, by her mother, her father, by the record of those in war, by her brother and her daughters'... It is of pale silver tinted with a burnished light so it sometimes seems afire if caught from the edge of the eye. Inscribed:
Keep him safe.
I cannot follow, not yet.
Sleep well now in the last embrace of the Mount.
Sleep safe, my son.
~ Tyrion ~
That small part of the wall that has come to be dominated by anyone who she has ever been close to has yet another tablet of precious metal added amid the silence. There, by her mother, her father, by the record of those in war, by her brother and her daughters'... It is of pale silver tinted with a burnished light so it sometimes seems afire if caught from the edge of the eye. Inscribed:
Keep him safe.
I cannot follow, not yet.
Sleep well now in the last embrace of the Mount.
Sleep safe, my son.
~ Tyrion ~