Ever since my brother died nothing has been the same. He was the first person to actually understand me and treat me like a person, instead of a child who doesn't know how this world works. But maybe that's why I still grieve him, see him in my dreams— calling out to him.
After he died everyone just kind of stopped talking about him, and the good conversations eventually drifted out into long silences but that was years ago. However, that doesn't stop me from feeling that aching pain whenever his name is mentioned— or whenever I hear someone mutter Sorrengail under their breath as I walk by. I've done my best to ignore it and forget but nobody can escape a last name especially when my mother is a one of the top Generals.
The name Sorrengail has only ever been a headache to me; the only good thing it does is bind me to my sisters. I don't think I could have done this without them, without my twin. She's everything to me. I will kill anyone to protect her if necessary.
FOURTH WING
"A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead."
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All of this writing belongs to Rebecca Yarros, however it's just my character that doesn't. This is my first time writing so please leave comments, I love it when you do and if you see a writing error just tell me. Again this is my first time writing so if it's absolute shit please tell me <3
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