“My name is Rachel Duncan and we are going to come to terms. ”
My story can never be told. I write it over and over, wherever we find shelter. I write of what I cannot speak: the truth. I write all I know of it, then I throw that pages to the wind. Maybe the birds can read it.
If Margaery Tyrell thinks to cheat me of my hour in the sun, she had bloody well think again.
The Lioness and The Rose
Some roses have steel thorns
“If we want her to be exactly she’ll never be exactly I know the only really real Buffy is really Buffy and she’s gone who?" (requested by raevynn)
For had she been forged in fire, Rhaella Targaryen…she would have been a force to be reckoned with.