2 Works by Salladin
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Well, I was more than just a body in your passenger seat
And you were more than just somebody I was destined to meet
I see you go half-blind when you're looking at me
But I am
--He sighs. He sticks the filter between his teeth. He makes an attempt, again, to see the world around him. It is grey and rainspattered, wreathed in the smoke of scorching habit and sweet offering both. The latter is afixed not betwixt the chords of weight-sure fingers, but trapped instead within the backdoor hinge of the van Felassan hardly recognizes himself sitting within.
It matters not where he is. He is consumed entirely by the predicament of being absolutely, positively fucked.
--"Wait, who shaved Solas' head during the rebellion?"
"Felassan, duh."
"You're telling me Felassan's the midnight barber?"
"Yep, and that's why Solas shaves his whole head now. He can't get the lines quite as crisp." -
I’ve’an’aria by Salladin
Fandoms: Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game), Dragon Age (Video Games)
16 Dec 2024
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I've'an'aria: The Veil.
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Loathing twined all at once with that fury; in an instant, the maddening, somatic thrum of awareness had overtaken her. That too-slick, self-assured feeling of him, pressing, smirking, consuming the recesses of a domain he sought to seize. Intoxicating dregs of wine staining the very fabric of her Self, fingers of pure will slipping behind her eyes and curling amidst her thoughts, entitled as they were to worm their way within.
"And why," he derided, syllables unspooling in a drollery of draping silk, "would I ever do that?"
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Their regrets, their very lives, inexplicably tied. Bound by a hasty mistake, trapped by a forced hand.
And Solas is still as determined as ever to right his wrongs.