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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


    The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik)
    #2


    Rodrik has spent too long in the confinement of this kingdom. However, it has healed wounds that could not heal on their own. He needed the magic of the jungle – to relive memories of his childhood and family, but most importantly his mother. The blood king loved his mother fiercely with a love that could never be broken. When she died, she had taken a part of him with her. The only way he could find peace with himself and her death was finding her within the magic of this jungle.

    It is time he went home. The Chamber called him back once more. So, he makes his way through the jungle, the north route he has always followed from the Chamber to the Jungle or back. However, something stops him and redirects his need to return. The site of the paint stallion leaning against the trunk of the jungle tree brings him to an abrupt halt. Images, long ago and suppressed deep into the darkness of his mind, come flashing back of the war that raged on in the Valley. The scene of his mother being injured plays out and he recalls trying to protect her with every strength he had in him that day, but it was not enough to save his mother. 

    This was the stallion that broke his mother. He tore her down from her crown and sent her into a hysterical phase of her life. This stranger is the reason his mother’s spirit had died many years before she had passed away with his father. And he even stole away the life of his little sibling.

    Rodrik flares his nostrils with irritation, a boiling angry growing in his gut. He approaches the stallion with heavy steps; tail flickering with distaste and hatred. A loud cough escapes from his throat as he settles close to the front of the stallion. “You,” he says loudly with a firm voice, “What is your name?” He will at least know the stallion’s name before he decides to take what life is owed to his mother. His newly healed wounds are now opened, causing him a pain that cannot be described. How ironic it is the Jungle repays him for his loss and suffering of his late mother.

    Rodrik
    the devil himself; the blood king of the chamber
    character info: here | character reference: here | image © uribaani


    Messages In This Thread
    The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Hakeem - 03-27-2015, 01:32 PM
    Looking for heaven found the devil in me - by Rodrik - 03-28-2015, 01:15 PM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Hakeem - 03-28-2015, 01:57 PM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Hakeem - 03-29-2015, 06:47 PM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Rodrik - 04-01-2015, 12:58 PM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Hakeem - 04-01-2015, 04:51 PM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Rodrik - 04-03-2015, 11:52 AM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Hakeem - 04-07-2015, 08:06 AM
    RE: The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Rodrik) - by Malka - 04-07-2015, 08:09 AM



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