11-03-2017, 08:45 PM
CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
His shoulders have healed, though they still grow stiff after a night of sleep, and they still feel odd without the weight of his wings. Even now, months later, he is awoken by haunting dreams (Carnage's laughter, the death of Smoak) nearly every night, but the black beast has learned how to handle the memories during the daytime. He keeps his demeanor light and warm when he is around Smoak, but otherwise the blue-eyed stallion remains silent and brooding.
Dahmer thinks of Ledger often. Of his brokenness. It makes his heart heavy, knowing that Ellyse has, too, been shattered in some way. Carnage had caused more damage than Dahmer had originally considered, and only now does the immensity of it sink in.
He sighs quietly, his gait marred by a small hitch in his step. The black stallion ignores it and continues through the humid territory, turquoise blue eyes drifting lazily over the expanse of Tephra. He has sent the newest recruit (whose name Dahmer does not yet remember) to survey their southern border because he is, after all, still the Commander, though he cannot see the other stallion from here. He makes a mental note to catch up with the Guard's newest helper at some point today.
Ellyse appears on the horizon and Dahmer is drawn to her. There is a comfort in the champagne mare's company and it's her presence alone that he craves more than solitude. He has distanced himself from Scyla, even, until he is sure that his sister has calmed her rage towards Carnage ─ he cannot bear to think of her seeking vengeance on the Dark God, and he knows she won't do so if his last words to her were his own begging that she would drop it.
"Ellyse," he says, warm and gruff as he comes to a halt in front of the one-eyed mare. He reaches his muzzle for her neck, pressing it gently against her golden coat before sighing gently and allowing his bright eyes to close so that he can revel in her existence, all restraint from before their torture forgotten.
Dahmer thinks of Ledger often. Of his brokenness. It makes his heart heavy, knowing that Ellyse has, too, been shattered in some way. Carnage had caused more damage than Dahmer had originally considered, and only now does the immensity of it sink in.
He sighs quietly, his gait marred by a small hitch in his step. The black stallion ignores it and continues through the humid territory, turquoise blue eyes drifting lazily over the expanse of Tephra. He has sent the newest recruit (whose name Dahmer does not yet remember) to survey their southern border because he is, after all, still the Commander, though he cannot see the other stallion from here. He makes a mental note to catch up with the Guard's newest helper at some point today.
Ellyse appears on the horizon and Dahmer is drawn to her. There is a comfort in the champagne mare's company and it's her presence alone that he craves more than solitude. He has distanced himself from Scyla, even, until he is sure that his sister has calmed her rage towards Carnage ─ he cannot bear to think of her seeking vengeance on the Dark God, and he knows she won't do so if his last words to her were his own begging that she would drop it.
"Ellyse," he says, warm and gruff as he comes to a halt in front of the one-eyed mare. He reaches his muzzle for her neck, pressing it gently against her golden coat before sighing gently and allowing his bright eyes to close so that he can revel in her existence, all restraint from before their torture forgotten.
Dahmer
@[Ellyse]
Marked private, as well ♥