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Don’t Forget My Name pt. 6

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I don’t even knowwwww. I don’t want to edit this rn so there may be some typos … I will fix them soooon. (also maybe like change then ending..cuz wut??)

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(violence warning) // pt. 7 coming soon //

You woke again. It was dark now, but you could see the room dimly from the soft glow of the moon through the windows.

You realized your hand was held by someone else’s. You raised your head slightly. Hoseok lay beside you, on his side, wearing the same clothes he had been earlier. His hand tightened around yours as you moved. You heard him make a small sound, and you realized he was frowning in his sleep.

He mumbled something you couldn’t hear. You saw the beads of sweat on his forehead, and then noticed that he was crying.

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He drained it down, and yawned, and filled it once again. If I drink enough fire wine, he told himself, perhaps I’ll dream of dragons.
When he was still a lonely child in the depths of Casterly Rock, he oft rode dragons through the nights, pretending he was some lost Targaryen Princeling, or a Valyrian dragonlord soaring high o’er fields and mountains. Once when his uncles asked him what gift he wanted for his name day, he begged them for a dragon.  “It wouldn’t need to be a big one.  It could be little, like I am.” His uncle Gerion thought that was the funniest thing he had ever heard, but his uncle Tygett said, “The last dragon died a century ago, lad.” That had seemed so monstrously unfair that the boy had cried himself to sleep that night.

Tales from the Shadowhunter Academy snippets

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Simon could barely believe any of his new memories, but the idea that Isabelle Lightwood had been his girlfriend seemed more unbelievable than the fact vampires were real and Simon had been one.

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Then Simon gathered up his courage, turned and walked over to Isabelle.

Isabelle was the last person he had to say goodbye to: she would be the hardest one to say goodbye to. She wasn’t like Clary, openly tearful, or like any of the others, sorry to see him go but basically all right. She seemed more indifferent than anyone, so indifferent Simon knew it was not real.

“I’m going to come back,” said Simon.