Sᴛᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Sᴜɴ

I will make a proper promo later but can you like/reblog this little post if you are interested writing with CreatorAU!Viktor from Leauge of Legends? 

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@kreinvahlok Plot: [x] 

It took a whole day of sweet talking her guards the day before she managed to convince them to let her go outside the City walls to the forest. Her wish was to collect flowers and herbs that she had never seen before, as well as help the people of her City with medicine and new ways to heal the sick.  As the sun began to set, the moment before total darkness her escort’s began to urge her to pick up the pace.  “ I am forced to disagree.” Daenerys rolled her yes, plucking and smelling a flower. “ Why do you wish to end my time here so soon? The stories I learnt as a child are stories. And nothing but. fairytales and legends created by our foolish ancestors to keep us within our walls. ” She said as she continues her venture into the wilderness. Her made agreeing, reluctant, but agreeing. False stories and such would not keep her from seeing the outside world with her own two eyes instead of reading from a picture book.

As the sun set behind the mountains it was as if a dead air hung over them, the faint screams of the City could be heard, causing her nights to draw their swords. The wind began to howl and the darkness looming. The knights chatting amongst themselves, shouting to protect the Princess as a man approached them, stopping him before he came any closer to where it would be a problem.

      「.₪;」

Men voiced their claim of land, King after lofty King coerced the common folk to obey, kneel and compel to his abstruse idealisms.  Royal or divine, each decree was but another design of avaricious men whom proclaimed themselves JUST LAW.  Once he had sunk so low to serve such a man as his Lord Commander, an empty title devoid of pride nor glory, a sword the man brandished to threaten and execute.  In those times he had occupied a seat on one such mortal council where he bore witness to insidious men overwrought with their gluttony and greed.  Since then, he had bore no desire to entreat his prowess to any man nor woman of nobility.  He was pathfinder, who abided the ambitions of himself alone and traversed the land beyond the walls, his homeland the hinterlands untouched.

His brethren unyielding, purest of blood attested the stone walls that divided the earth and it was of no surprised to Pathfinder that they would converge one night and set blaze to the patriarchy of men.  Blackened smog rose above the city walls, the smoldering wrath of vicious winged-fiends inspired screams for miles and he watched from the trees as death befell the mortal’s stronghold.

      「.₪;」