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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


    [private]  do you feel like a young god? tangerine
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    if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes

    Amet can see through her smile - there is happiness to it, but not enough to hide the melancholy in her usually bright eyes. He wants to help her find the answers to her problems, even if she won't go to the root of it aloud (the young stallion isn't foolish enough to think that this doesn't involve her children), but then her gaze falters and she turns away with a sigh.

    Amet takes a moment to contemplate her issue, to perhaps come to a conclusion that would help her the way she had helped him with Iset. The Dragon King had allowed himself to fester and soak in his own worries and insecurities for far too long; he had placed Iset's departure and their falling out entirely on his shoulders. You need to forgive that boy, Amet, she had told him, and there hasn't been a day since then that he hasn't replayed it in his head. The gilded stallion extends his soft muzzle to the overo mare, even as her eyes linger on the lake beside them, and presses it gently to her neck. "It's not a curse, mahal, if it's what you love."

    He thinks on her children and their blue-tipped tresses, the perfect combinations of Tangerine and Warrick, and tries to suppress his own sigh, disguising it as a slow exhale as he turns his own gaze to the darkening sky. Amet, she whispers, and he wants to tell her to say it again so he can savor it. Instead, he bites his tongue and allows her to mumble her desires quietly to him. The bronze-scaled stallion snorts quietly, not to mock her but to vehemently disagree.

    "Like me?" he inquires quietly, his breath catching when she lays her head against him. The Akhal-Teke forces a deep inhale, a slow exhale, before closing his amber eyes and murmuring into the darkness, "Don't ever change. Don't ever change." Amet retracts from her slightly, his amber eyes searching hers with a new and mischievous glimmer.

    "Adventure with me, then. Maybe it'll satiate the wanderlust and maybe it won't, but it's worth a shot. Where haven't you been yet? The Beach? Ischia? We can go to the highest point, to the end of Beqanna, and scream into the ocean if it'll make you smile."
    Amet


    @[Tangerine]


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    do you feel like a young god? tangerine - by Amet - 09-14-2017, 08:03 PM
    RE: do you feel like a young god? tangerine - by Amet - 09-16-2017, 11:14 PM



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