two; a letter. ( un: sansastark )

[clothed]

[ so. floods. not a fan. sansa would very much like to never experience that sort of thing again. ]

My heartfelt greetings to all that are reading this letter. My name is Sansa Stark.

I have two requests to ask of those who might be interested.

First, That I may trade in my skills with the needle in exchange for private company, for reasons I will gladly explain at length, if required. Second, that those who are familiar with wolves and hounds may permit me to ask questions in confidence.

It would mean so much to me if I could be indulged in either of these two requests. My gratitude to those who have read this far, and to anyone who chooses to reply.

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[anotheroldfashioned]

[...Oh.

Don has been focused on establishing himself and truth be told the need wells up within him except-

Damn. Poor kid.]

It was kind of distracting to turn into a fish. I guess I was a siren, but the place getting flooded and people getting hurt...

...Did you lose something? Someone?


[End up being a fish?]

[clothed]

[ the more replies she receives the more she's realizing that people just... change into animals at seemingly random here. do the moons hold such power? there's a chance that people are lying, of course, and the truth should bear out, but the frequency is rather concerning. ]

I didn't lose anything, good ser. Or anyone, for that matter. It's simple neglect, which shames me to admit it.

What about you, are you well? How was... being a fish like?

[ nailed it. ]

[anotheroldfashioned]

I'll be better soon.

[Women don't need to know about these things.]

As for being a fish it was...temporary.