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ꫝꫀꪶꪖꫀꪀꪖ ꪻꪖ᥅ᧁꪖ᥅ꪗꫀꪀ ([personal profile] dragondreamers) wrote in [community profile] myddvai 2023-01-24 02:26 am (UTC)

helaena targaryen | hotd (vague spoilers in the form of non-coherent rambling)

( the pull )

[Dragon dreams, they call them where she's from. Helaena regularly walks between them, reality sometimes blurring between what she sees and what is real. The fact she gets pulled to this place between dreaming and being awake rattles her more. She knows they're talking to her, one finding her interesting while the other is dismissive.

The silver-haired girl shakes her head at them both.]
No, no. It doesn't happen like this. They come in the night to take me.

[But that's what has happened, isn't it? One moment she is in her children's nursery, and now she is here on this stage. She blinks, but her dreams don't work like that either. They try and shoo her off the stage, but none of this makes any sense. Where is her mother? Where is her brother, her husband?]

No. No, this doesn't happen. They come in the middle of the night. [She says more firm, pulling herself back as they try and get her off the stage once again. She shakes her head, not letting them touch her, she bucks when someone tries to grab her arm.]

( bar )
[She seems to have calmed down now, though she understands it even less. The thinness between reality still weighs on her, but no matter what happens, she isn't back in King's Landing. It's this strange place. Helaena soon becomes distracted particularly with the arachnid people. She lists off the names, the way they are sorted in Westeros, based off the traits she sees.

She knows them by heart of course.

This should seem strange. It likely would to anyone else that may arrived here, but the things she sees in those waking dreams she has, this almost seems normal to her save for how very different it feels.]


Black spider. Dark, robust spider. The female grows larger than the male, like most spiders.

( ice storm )
[It's a cruelty she isn't expecting. Maybe she should. No place is free from cruelty. She doesn't know the being that just disappeared, but she finds herself bending over to pick up one of the pieces of ice on the floor, examining it. It's cold on the tips of her fingers, a feeling she doesn't expect. It grounds her for the moment, reminding her that this is the place she has been brought to.

Helaena looks up, too kind for most places-- her world, this one.]


Stop. [She shakes her head when another person appears on the stage as she once did. Other people are already throwing their ice up on the stage, and she moves to the edge, picking up some more of the pieces without a care to her own dignity or livelihood should they start pelting her next.]

ooc: adding tw for potential mentions of incest. it is very common in her canon as is tradition in her family. she's been married off to her oldest brother who is a terrible person ngl they are all kind of terrible. helaena also has visions called dragon dreams that are foretelling (the blood of the dragon is said to run in her veins-- this is how she is a dragonrider herself), but they don't make a lot of sense, and they're not necessarily reliable (although hers prove to be-- no one listens to her)

she's obviously not likely to know anything about other characters or this place, far more confused and focused on her own arrival here, but if anyone would like to plot with this, feel free to message me

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