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measuring heartbeats and miles away - clarissa - 07-18-2020 won’t you drag the lake and bring me home again It seems as though two of her children have fled the Cove. Clarissa has spent many hours obsessing over her missing children, even with her hands full of Phyx and Virgil and Frenzy. It seems as if the three of them have become clingier than ever with Gar and Ciri absent, as if they are trying to distract her from her distress, but nothing seems to tame the angel. She is furious at the thought that someone may have stolen them away, and terrified that they may have just… left on their own. What would have driven them from home? Clarissa has done nothing but show them love and affection, and though Ghaul is not the most tender father, she knows that he loves his brood dearly. It has only been a few days since they woke up one morning with Cirilla gone, the nest so much quieter without her babbling, but each passing hour feels like an eternity to Clarissa. Asphyxea is trying so hard to be stoic, she can tell, but she knows that the girl is fretful that she is the only one of the Three left. Frenzy seems mostly unbothered, but nothing seems to bother her Not-Daughter, and Clarissa mostly leaves her to her own devices. Virgil is too young to even realize that something is amiss - he had never even known Yadigar, as her eldest son has been gone now for nearly half a year. She just misses singing her clutch of eggs to sleep every night, wrapped up in the arms of her twin flame. So much has changed in the years since they decided to become parents, and Clarissa is afraid that even more change is on the horizon. It is not easy, loving a monster, but Clarissa loves him with everything that she is, and will follow him to the ends of the earth to keep him safe. She has taken the children to play on the beach this morning, as winter fades away into spring. Phyx and Frenzy are giggling and chasing one another, shooting small spurts of flames back and forth, while Virgil sleeps at her hooves, already tired out from the short walk from their nest. She cannot think of any reason to be here, with the water too cold for swimming and the seabreeze harsh and cold, but perhaps a reason will find the young dragoness. @[gospel] RE: measuring heartbeats and miles away - gospel - 07-20-2020 BY THE PRICKING OF MY THUMBS SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES gospel @[Clarissa] RE: measuring heartbeats and miles away - clarissa - 08-21-2020 won’t you drag the lake and bring me home again She has never met the woman that Ghaul named caretaker of the Cove when he took the Pangean throne, but she has always assumed that Gospel must be a strong, powerful woman indeed for Ghaul to trust her. She harbors no jealousy that Ghaul didn’t want her to rule over the black beaches; she has no ambition of her own other than to see her soulflame and their children rise to power. As a queen, she would be nothing more than a figurehead, someone to produce heirs, and she is okay with that. She has no desire to involve herself in Ghaul’s wars or deal with politics. She has no stomach for blood, no thirst for power. Perhaps others would see that as weakness, but it takes a certain strength to be a mother, and to raise up the next generation. Not many can do that, and so Clarissa accepts her position with grace and dignity. She adores her sweet children - they are her reason for being. Clarissa had never had a choice in Ghaul loving her - their paths had crossed at mere weeks old, and that had been that. The fire within him had glowed with the closest thing to love that he understands, and Clarissa had been inexplicably drawn to the eyeless boy who seemed to truly see her more than anyone else could. There was simply no choosing involved - they had been created to love one another, and even on the days that Clarissa feels like he is distancing himself from her, she loves him with every ounce of her being. She knows it is her duty to keep their remaining children safe, and strong. The teal mare quietly steps away from sleeping Virgil when she spies the bay mare on the grassy ridge, glancing backwards to count the children before she leaves them to their own devices. Phyx and Frenzy are old enough to watch their brother for a few hours, she decides with quiet confidence, and so she goes to greet the woman that must be Gospel. She watches Clarissa’s approach but says nothing, something that probably would’ve unsettled anyone other than sweet, ignorant Clarissa. “You must be Gospel,” she says with a smile, drawing to a stop a respectable distance away. “Where are you from, originally?” she asks, purely curious. “You seem to have settled into the Cove well enough, though we haven’t met yet.” @[gospel] RE: measuring heartbeats and miles away - gospel - 08-23-2020 BY THE PRICKING OF MY THUMBS SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES gospel
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