mostly Jaime’s POV, valonqar fic, they kill each other
He dies reaching for her and thinks to himself, this isn’t right.
“We hold our dreams and lost dreams,
and tear our hearts out over chance.
She carried the songs of centuries.
And in her passing, my madness passed.”
- Mark Z. Danielewski
(Source: astormofsansasmoved, via karengreens)