Ma lath,

I miss you, I want you, I’m going mad without you. For all the ills of this world, of which there are many, you remain a constant star to remind me that not all is lost. 

Enclosed is a flower that fills the hedgerows and forests here in the Marches. I hope it arrives safely. I never see them grow so abundantly in the south, and I wish you were here in person so I could tuck the blooms into your armour like I usually do.

I remain the faithful heart of your beloved, ma sal shiral. Ever yours. Ever mine. Ever ours.

Dawn-like and terrible. ☀️🦅

Feat. Dhavihal Lavellan (she/her), based with permission on a drabble a friend wrote for me here.

Disclaimer that I actually love Morrigan and don't hold her yapping in the Temple of Mythal against her at all and this actually started because I thought it was funny Lavellan can ask who Mythal is, potentially while wearing Mythal's vallaslin. So the question became why would Dhavi do that? and the answer was to be a little shit.

🌿☀️ healer 🌿☀️ (my full piece for the @daflowerzine ! )

anders was always going to go with chamomile for me, it being medicinal herb and associated with joy and strength in the face of adversity :")