Please tell me everything about Talis.
Hahahahaha! Oh, @frostystarlight, now I'm really going to start a war with @limeandorange. I was kicking around the idea of how one would make this work. This doc doesn't have much to it but...
With Feyre, love had always been grand gestures: an art room, a pool of starlight, a dazzling proposal. Their relationship had been similarly tempestuous - Cauldron, it had begun with a kidnapping, and only really gone down from there.
With Alis? It had started with a knock and a doughnut.
“What happened to your door?” the Urisk asked, standing at the threshold to Rosevale Hall. On her shoulder was slung a large carpet bag; she clutched a waxed paper packet in her spindly hands. Her expression started out equal parts nervous and wary, but she grew stone-faced as she took in Tamlin’s thinner frame, mussed hair and general air of hollowness. It wasn’t as bad as it had been a year ago, but… “Cauldron boil me, High Lord... What happened to you?”
Tamlin glanced upwards at the door, half-wrenched off of its hinges, then gave a nonchalant shrug. “I did.”
Hmm. Debating finishing this for Tam week. Thoughts?
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