unknowable: (where everybody knows your name)
Aᴅᴀᴍ Pᴀʀʀɪsʜ ([personal profile] unknowable) wrote2015-09-30 09:40 pm

ic inbox [hadriel]



"Please leave a message and I'll return it as soon as I'm able."

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[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-01 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
It opens! I think I could fit my entire head and shoulders in this thing.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-02 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know what I'd put in there but it does seem like a useful thing to have.

[ She's now sitting cross-legged on the floor, zipping and unzipping the backpack with a delighted little grin on her face. ]

Do the small metal things have a name?

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-03 12:48 pm (UTC)(link)
It arrived in my room one morning. I hunted some cave monsters and I believe this was my reward.

Have any of the gods indicated that they know more about you than they should?

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-04 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It does. They can see more than emotions, I think.

You are wise not to trust them. I don't trust them either.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-05 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
They gave me something from home. From before.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-10 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you know why I do not use Arya Stark's name?

[ it's easier, in some ways, to explain this over text. adam doesn't have to see her face, and she can take as long as she needs to respond. ]

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-11 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It takes Arya a long time to write the message. To sort out lies from truth, to find the words. ]

For a long time, I did not have a home, or a safe place to make one. I ran all over Westeros, and eventually I left the kingdom itself, and went to Braavos. In Braavos, I came upon the House of Black and White, home to the priests of the Many-Faced God. They took me in, provided food and shelter and promised safety.

But such things are not free, and in exchange, I had to give them Arya Stark. Her name, her memories, her desires, her entire self. I was to become no one, a faceless girl with no ties and no connections.

That is no easy task and I was not always successful.

Sometimes, I was punished.

The Door pulled me from that place. Nymeria is no more my name than Arya is. I made it up so you would have something to call me by.

The memories the gods used to give gifts are ones I am not allowed to have. That the gods can see them at all is frightening.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-12 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I am not there anymore, but sometimes it feels like they are here. It has been months now, and some days I still swear I can hear the disciple's voices.

And what happens if I am sent back?

I don't know.

I feel that the answer should be so simple but I don't

I think I would like my name back, at least.

[personal profile] whichend 2016-02-16 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
I may try.

Thank you.