[private] the ties that bind, oriash

[Chemdog]

❤

Beqanna sheds its pearly skin like Irisaen. Chemdog has haunted these halls so long that it doesn’t surprise him anymore. No longer is he shocked to find the terrain morphed, new Kings rise and mountains fall, crumbling into the heart of the earth only to rebuild another skeleton.

He finds himself alone, again, except his reptilian companion gnarled in his mane and half draped over his speckled withers. The River is always a favorite place to be, his Cove gone. He is his normal self today, a depthless black with bright ghostly splashes and dots lined like stars across his pelt. His teal eyes bright against the morning sun as he moves down the pathways toward the sound of flowing water.

He sees her there in the distance, on the river’s edge, but was it her? His breath catches and he stops, leaves crunching beneath his chipped hooves. “Ori?” But it could not be, it has been so long, and the Cove is gone now  ̶  the silver beaches they would haunt together. He draws in another deep inhale and descends down the bank to stand beside her, ankles in the cold flowing current. He reaches out to gently touch her shoulder, to feel the warmth of her flesh against his lips, to confirm it is really his dear friend Oriash.

CHEMDOG

@Oriash 

it's not the best, but its here and i'm happy  ❤ ❤ ❤