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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


    Whatever it takes || Amorette
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    belgaer


    Standing there alone the weight of his thoughts does little to offer its comfort. Time appeared to cease existing as he stood there, his eyes trained upon the glittering horizon. It is only as the tide washes over his hooves that he his launched back into reality. The sun is setting behind him and he did his best to set his tumultuous contemplations aside. Quietly he closed his eyes and exhaled, the face of Khaeli dancing upon the black of his lids. His rage boiled and he fought back the curse that begged to be released. It seemed no matter how hard he tried he could not escape the imagery of his baby sister's tortured corpse. Harder still, he could not rationalize how his own half sibling could condone such vile actions.

    A soft trill of his spoken name startled him, perhaps more so than the initial shock of cold sea water. Turning towards the sound his eyes widened at the sight of Amorette's approach. She is slow to come to him and he realized how he must seem to her. Tongue turned to cotton his heart lightened ever so slightly. Stiff from standing for so long he stepped out of the shallows and approached her. Bashfully he recalled her presense in his magically induced fantasy. She still visited his dreams from time to time, the picture of her heavily pregnant with their child something his mind refused to relinquish. She was the embodiment of his deepest desire - and here she stood before him.

    Amorette, he greeted with the clearly of his throat. I'd have thought you would be on your way back to Tephra...

    His thoughts tangled themselves around his words and he felt himself consider a new possibility. He was glad that she had stayed, but he knew that it was most likely not because of him. As heir he was expected to handle diplomatic affairs and Amorette was Warricks right hand.

    Is everything alright? He asked, his tone more professional than before. The words of his oath served as his reminder, he was a sworn Kraken and he would conduct himself as such.
    dark wings
    dark words


    @[Amorette] He likes her so much xD
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    Messages In This Thread
    Whatever it takes || Amorette - by Belgaer - 07-10-2018, 11:23 AM
    RE: Whatever it takes || Amorette - by Amorette - 07-29-2018, 10:52 AM
    RE: Whatever it takes || Amorette - by Belgaer - 08-08-2018, 02:06 PM
    RE: Whatever it takes || Amorette - by Amorette - 08-24-2018, 04:01 PM



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