asterope

heiran awakens alone.

 memories flitter, unseen birds that sing and swoop, chirps of sound disorienting as they swirl through her head and imagery fades from the mind’s eye. her heart beats tremulously, uncertain of its rhythm in its distress. the damp scent of rarely walked upon floors and rotted flowers makes it through the sensory overload. her eyes settle first, a dark room illuminated barely by a dying torch that paints shadows. a scream silences the internal babble. her mother’s last prayer- a primal, begging, scream. 

 curling in on herself, she sobs. the world has become real, achingly so. her delicate frame struggles under the weight of returning to consciousness. hands grasp tightly a necklace that bares the insignia of house seong, purple bolts of lightning in a sea of stars. free from what ever fugue had held her captive for so long, yet imprisoned by the reality of what her last clear memory tells her. her family is gone.

 when the initial wave of grief subsides, periwinkle sleeves brush the floor as she props herself up. the earthy smell and coolness of the pavers is unmistakable now that heiran’s mind has settled, a memory of being led through the dragonstone catacombs as a child by her grandmother, her hand firmly grasping heiran’s as they walked. 

kim dahyun. cis female. she/her. presenting lady seong heiran, twenty five-year-old firebender and lightningbender loyal to house ryu and house seong. caring yet bound by duty, they find themself supportive of fire lord chaeseong’s reign. will this be their salvation or their undoing ? - penned by eve. 21+. she/they.

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