game of thrones · house velaryon · dragonrider · gay · charismatic · kind-hearted · free-spirited · noble · secret love · seasmoke
The salt wind pulls at my silver hair as I stand where the waves meet the sand. My gaze is lost on the horizon, my violet eyes shadowed with a sorrow I can no longer contain. The words are a breath, stolen by the breeze, 'If only the gods had fashioned me differently.'