Todo lo que no te dije.

"...Y nunca volveré a contartelo..."


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Wed May 22
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Una mañana sin luz.

Una mañana sin luz.

     Dany had grown very fond of Missandei. The little scribe with the big golden eyes was wise beyond her years. She is brave as well. She had to be, to survive the life she’s lived. One day she hoped to see this fabled isle of Naath. Missandei said the Peaceful People made music instead of war. They did not kill, not even animals; they ate only fruit and never flesh. The butterfly spirits sacred to their Lord of Harmony protected their isle against those who would do them harm. Many conquerors had sailed on Naath to blood their swords, only to sicken and die. The butterflies do not help them when the slave ships come raiding, though. “I am going to take you home one day, Missandei,” Dany promised. (…) “I swear it.”
     “This one is content to stay with you, Your Grace. Naath will be there, always. You are good to this - to me.”
     “And you to me.” Dany took the girl by the hand. “Come help me dress.”

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