#SORRY ITS ONLY ONE PARAGRAPH RN I SAW IT LATE LAST NIGHT AT LIKE 1AM AND HAD TO GO TO BED

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i wish you would write a fic where scar wakes up next to grian on a slow, languid morning

NGL U KINDA HIT MY SECOND FAVORITE GENRE OF FIC TO WRITE WITH THIS ONE SO UH. HOOOLY SHIT I AM GOING TO GO HAM WITH THIS DUDE

I was going to just write this today as like a cute little fluff oneshot and present it to you but then the evil self-indulgent demon inside my brain said "man yknow this would be such a good follow up to the current wip ur working on" and i am powerless but to comply so

Instead i give you the opening paragraph i came up with last night, subject to change, and the writer's equivalent of an IOU which gods willing i will be able to fill... soon. Ish. Soon-ish. Listen the other wip is at 2k so im about halfway done dont look at me just take it ENJOY

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Morning is a pale wash of colour dancing over the horizon. It dips trembling fingers through the clouds, tumbles gold over rose over soft eggshell blue, splaying across the sky in thin, watery brushstrokes that leak through the curtains of Grian's cozy starter base.