Vanyel Ashkevron (
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dear_mun2014-01-06 10:58 pm
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I'm tired, Mun. What do you wish of me? I have played your games before and found little enjoyment in them.
[He looks up from darning a blanket. Why yes, he can darn. Shut up. It's manly.]
What do you mean anything is possible?
[He looks up from darning a blanket. Why yes, he can darn. Shut up. It's manly.]
What do you mean anything is possible?
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There is someone...
Someone very persistent. He...reminds me of you sometimes. Other times he's wholly himself. [In a lovely way.] King Randale is very sick. The pain is so bad that he can't handle it without painkillers around the clock. This Bard... This boy off of the streets...
He can heal pain with his music. I've seen him do it. Randy can hold meetings now and sleep with far more ease.
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And he has made it clear I'm not his first.
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The second part matters more than the first.
As for Stefen, he realizes his preferences without a doubt - and he isn't ashamed. It's refreshing to talk to him, actually.
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All I can do is make sure he doesn't wreck his hands.
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