do you ever think about istar's hair. and how she has never cut it since staying with the elves in eryri. it was so long and beautiful and always braided. decorated with little trinkets. sometimes still red from whoever she murdered. how she has always taken care of it, be it irrdith or a lover. how she doesn't let herself think of home, but she takes such pride in her hair. there are only two things that came out of eryri, and it's istar and khairos. but then orin ruined it. istar got punished. hair cut, dragon dead.