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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]  Glaciers melting in the dead of night
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    As the rest had, she had heard also.  

    Like an echoing dull ache their words had pressed themselves into the foremost of her thoughts.  They demanded to be acknowledged, to be addressed and unignored.  And that was exactly what she intended to do.  Whatever she had been doing no longer mattered then, and she redirected her course in search of those she needed to know were okay--or at least for that moment.  And while she moved, Breckin attempted to exercise efficiency, calling both her anxiety and logic alike to compose the best makeshift plan she could manage for the sake of immediate action.

    "Leilan!"  

    Spotting the gold easily enough, she honed onto it like the beacon it was.  Stepping recklessly in front of him to block his path, she tucked herself under the curve of his neck to embrace him.  For a minute she is contented and relieved, finding some strength from the warming sensation of him just being so near to her.   She knows she should pull away then, find his colorful eyes and hold their gaze, but she can't bring herself to do it yet.  That moment will come in a few seconds anyway, she's nearly certain of it.

    "I'm pregnant," she says against his coarse scaling.  Not the best timing of course, but he needed to know her suspicions, and in light of the change in their world, it forced her hand.  Thinking it might be better to get that bit of news out in the open first before anything else, she continued, "I'm sorry I've been so short-tempered lately."  Admittedly, she did not have the greatest patience in the world with him to begin with, but lately, even her own irritability had magnified to proportions she didn't even think possible.  That should've been the first indicator, but she had ignored it.  What she hadn't been able to ignore was the sudden growth in her barrel, even when she had at first tried to reason that it was just her winter's coat filling out, or the strange, benign movement she had felt within her yesterday.  Normally she might've been upset with her change in condition, for allowing herself to slip up during the prime of the season, maybe even for letting Leilan even get near her during that time.  But now, she can't find the heart to act on trivial emotions.  There were just too many other pressing issues to deal with.

    But for now, she remains silent, giving him the time he needs to process and react before she would continue with the rest of her thoughts.

    @[Leilan]


    Messages In This Thread
    Glaciers melting in the dead of night - by Leilan - 11-02-2018, 03:33 PM
    RE: Glaciers melting in the dead of night - by Breckin - 11-06-2018, 10:19 AM



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