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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    watch it burn {Fennick/Gallows/Eona/Any}
    #7

    It had been at the point of Hestia's murder that Demian had felt the fire stripped from him. Suddenly the world went dark entirely and a searing pain shot through his head and then throughout his body, a silent scream hiding in his throat. The only thing that seemed to pull him out of his pain was the smell of blood and the crack of bone. "Hestia?" His voice is quiet in the eerie silence that split through the forest at the moment of the sweet mares death.

    Slowly he steps forward, and leaning his head down slowly he presses his nose to the mares cheek. It was then he felt the temper that lay dormant within him and with solid steps he began to make his way after Kryten and towards the Valley. It took him longer to reach the kingdom then the younger boy due to his lack of sight and when he finally approached the small group he was huffing slightly.

    For a while he stood there listening to the short yet fully emotional exchanges before stepping forward silently and moving up next to Kryten, unaware of the boys changing. "Kryten," his voice his soothing yet deep, "when seeking revenge you must do so with a calm mind. If you allow your emotions to rule you, you will make mistakes and we do not want to see you harmed as well." He turns his head slowly towards where he heard Fennick's voice.

    "Hello old friend," his voice is kind as it slips through his lips. "I'm sorry I could not get here sooner. I'm unable to use the fire as a guide." The fact that he could not use the cosmic fire as his own eyes was almost heartbreaking yet there was no time to process. Not when the boy he had taken under his wing was in the situation of having lost his love.

    "I'm sorry I could do nothing, Fennick. I wish I had been able to. Hestia was a wonderful mare." It was a simple statement with an apology full of emotion. One that Demian would not normally feel comfortable to give. "If there's anything I can do..." Rolling his shoulders in a soft shrug he sighs softly. He knows the words are meaningless to them. Yet like most do, he feels the need to say them because to him it was all he had to offer at a time like this as unfortunate as that was.



    :| doing as i was told and joining this. xD sorry for the shabby words. i promise i'll do better next time <3


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    RE: watch it burn {Fennick/Gallows/Eona/Any} - by demian - 02-04-2016, 02:53 PM



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