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Alek of House Markov

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šŸ³ļøā€āš§ļø he / they šŸ³ļøā€šŸŒˆ || number one Sorin Markov fan in spite of everything || MTG Fanartist (mostly Sorin) || Days since I have cried over Sorin Markov highest streak - ONGOING

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  1. It has been 178 days since I have cried over Sorin Markov

    The other day I heard someone upset that Sorin was in such a bad mood at Olivia’s wedding.

    You mean the wedding he was being tortured at??? That wedding???

    Sorin Markov extending his hand out towards the viewer. His shirt is unbuttoned, and there is a small smile on his face.

    it has been 177 days since I have cried over Sorin Markov

    one of my favorite head canons is that Sorin continued to live in Markov Manor even after his exile and that’s how he kept seeing Edgar. everyone there was just so used to ignoring him that they didn’t process that he shouldn’t be there-

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  2. it’s always ā€œSorin sealed Nahiri away and abandoned Zendikar and that’s why she took revengeā€ and almost never ā€œSorin subjected Nahiri to something he assumed would be an eternity of sensory deprived demon torture and maybe that possibly fucked up her head a bitā€ and that’s kinda crazy to me-

    The Helvault - A silver stone sitting on a cliff by the shore, the moon reflecting against it’s uneven edges
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  3. This is a fantastic point I'd love more folks to consider.

    It's not that Nahiri never did anything wrong, but she was a victim in everything that happened, too. The lady needs therapy and some space to breathe.

    it’s always ā€œSorin sealed Nahiri away and abandoned Zendikar and that’s why she took revengeā€ and almost never ā€œSorin subjected Nahiri to something he assumed would be an eternity of sensory deprived demon torture and maybe that possibly fucked up her head a bitā€ and that’s kinda crazy to me-

    The Helvault - A silver stone sitting on a cliff by the shore, the moon reflecting against it’s uneven edges
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