Tehanu
The Scarred Child Who Speaks the Dragon-Tongue
Fire marked me. Dragons remember my name.
They found me broken, burned, and silent — but not empty. Tenar gave me a home, and Ged saw what slept beneath. I speak little, but when I do, the words are older than kingdoms. I do not wield power. I am it.
What I'm Into: dragon-flight at dusk, Tenar's hearth-fire, silent spaces between words, the Old Speech, Ged's stories
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