Anywhere. Braavos is full of hidden spots. I run the whole of it.
[ spoken as if she owns the once secret city, the bastard daughter of valyria. braavos of the hundred isles. the people were kinder in braavos, and friends were easy to make. but no life is simply handed to you. all men must serve, even little girls who dream of wolves at night.
she has not dreamt of wolves since coming here, though. the only wolf zokla knows is herself. she is more alone than ever.
she tips her chin up to look at kal. her hood slips a little further back her shorn head. ]
What about you? Are there horses where you're from?
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[ spoken as if she owns the once secret city, the bastard daughter of valyria. braavos of the hundred isles. the people were kinder in braavos, and friends were easy to make. but no life is simply handed to you. all men must serve, even little girls who dream of wolves at night.
she has not dreamt of wolves since coming here, though. the only wolf zokla knows is herself. she is more alone than ever.
she tips her chin up to look at kal. her hood slips a little further back her shorn head. ]
What about you? Are there horses where you're from?