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CALLOUT POST FOR @snxwbvrnbvstard 

that’s it that’s the post

                 SHE GAVE HIM THE SPACE he needed. after a few days though, she simply couldn’t take it anymore. her identity was on the line, her life was on the line here. a deception such as the one she’d pulled was surely punishable by death. and she deserved it. all she needed to know was if she was to die or not. she wished to be ready for it. she walked through the yard that cold morning to where robb was--- the godswood. imara knew how he liked to spend his time here. 

           “ --- robb, may i speak with you? ”

        “ ---- queen margaery! oh, i do hope you’ll pardon my appearance. i was not expecting anybody this early; or at all, truly. ” 

            she was still in her night clothes, having only just woken up. she was not expected by lady sansa until much later && often did not receive company in her own chambers. so to be visited by margaery tyrell of all people was surprising. 

         “ is there something i can do for you, your grace? ” 

             SHE DID NOT WISH to take refuge in the capital, but she needed to go south. somewhere her father would not think to search for her. so she decided on highgarden. she could only hope that she’d be safe there. perhaps embracing her own true identity was not the wisest move she’d made, but if she continued under the name ELYSE BOLE, she’d be found in an instant. word would get back to her father && she’d be killed. there was no doubt in her mind about it. still, traveling under a bastard’s name had its downsides. 

          these men, for example. having learned of her status they are now currently trailing her. she wouldn’t have noticed normally, but being on the run made one more aware of her surroundings. luckily the area she was currently in was rather crowded. perhaps she could shake them off if she weaved through the crowd fast enough. in her haste, she tripped over an item that had no doubt fallen from one of the various tables. 

                                   MY MIND IS A MESS

                                     independent asoiaf oc*                                                 written by ash                                                 est. july 2016

*-triggering content such as child abuse & spousal    abuse are stated on the about page.

LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER! 

verses are done, and now i’m super duper tired! tomorrow i’ll post a new starter call because that was the last thing on my list! verses are cleaned up && everything else is done!! you’ve all been so patient with me and i appreciate that so very much. 

( so i decided i’m not gonna redo my icons, mostly because i have so many already done AND I STILL REALLY LIKE THEM A LOT so all i need to do is adjust my verses && i’ll be good to go! )

         I AM ON MY WAY BACK! 

for real this time. ----however, there is a catch!! i’m dropping all threads i currently have, ( i will make exceptions though!! ) and i’m starting sort of fresh. i’m also going to spend the next few days fixing up my blog && remaking my icons, so do be patient with me! until my icons are done being remade, i’ll be posting a starter call and reworking some verses, making them more specific and organizing. but pretty soon, imara will be up and ready to go again!! i am sorry to drop threads, but it’s the only way i can see myself making a return to this blog properly. 

wraps everybody up in warm blankets and offers hot chocolate 

      i love you all && none of you deserve any of this bullshit.