dream and memory
this remains one of the sweetest works of fan art i’ve ever seen
Wrong fandom, but this somehow reminded me of Jenny of Oldstones.
High in the halls of the kings who are gone Jenny would dance with her ghosts. The ones she had lost and the ones she had found And the ones who had loved her the most.
The ones who’d been gone for so very long She couldn’t remember their names They spun her around on the damp cold stone Spun away all her sorrow and pain
And she never wanted to leave






















