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#imagine you're miraak meeting your girlfriend's father in a dream/vision
Last Line Tag!
The dearest @blossom-adventures (thank you so much, friend! 💖) tagged me to share the last line of my WIP in TPATD.
(and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence, which I'm afraid I won't do, but for everyone who sees this and wants to do it, feel free, and don't forget to tag me back!)
In his song, this expectant father sings about his unborn daughter, a girl as sweet as spring, as warm as summer. She is kissed by fire: her hair is sunset reflected, her cheeks wine-burned, her eyes amber-sunk; a fair and strong-willed maiden she will be, destined to fall for a knight as melancholic as autumn, harsh as winter, but still gentle and captivating as dawn's snow. Unlike her, he is kissed by ice: moonglow and frost fangs tangled in his hair, storm sparks haloed in his eyes. Despite being exact opposites, once they meet, they will never be apart again, and their union will be equal to an everlasting solar eclipse or a crescent moon, written in the skies like a constellation.
It's a symphony, this tune—a symphony engraved upon the walls of his heart from his very birth. And this most stoic heart of all, haunted by the despair and hatred of a prior nightmare, now fills to the brim with something he cannot yet define—only that it is so overwhelming it gets too much to bear; until Miraak feels like his chest is about to explode, and meanwhile, all he does is smile.
I admit I cheated since these aren't my last lines (they aren't even lines, these are whole paragraphs, let me live), but my true last lines are kind of a spoiler, so I'd like to refrain from further spoiling my upcoming chapter... 😅
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