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“Dark Wings, Dark Words”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄,
a thunderous storm followed with it. Thick blistering clouds of foreboding gray, swarmed the once clear skies of pale robin's egg blue and shunned away the light of the morning sun.
Naerys had watched with critical eyes from the window of her solar as the storm grew furious with each waking moment and as cracks of thunder slashed down upon the gentle air like a whip. Shaking and rattling the delicate glass planes of the window and echoing like a dragon's roar across the lands of her home.
'Dark clouds, troublesome news.'
A saying that Naerys in her older age had thought silly when she had heard the words first come from the lips of her mother, Lady Oksana. Yet as wizened amythest eyes watched the furious storm and the dark bird who flapped his wings with quick and powerful strokes against the rushing winds of the storm; she knew that maybe there was truth to those once silly words.
