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    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    if there's love in this life; Astarielle & Crynn
    #2

    this house is rust and wreckage, holding on by just a hope
    but I believe in dust and magic and every word you ever wrote

    They were growing, learning, socializing. They were stretching their legs and testing their limits. Star hovered some over her brother, because he let her. Hildy was often out and about on her own adventures, thinking she was getting away with something whenever she snuck away. Star often peeked an eye out when she snuck away during the night, noted whatever direction she went in and would follow later. It wasn’t hard to find her sister, one had to only follow the scent of burnt butterflies.

    This morning was no exception. Star was longer in leg, finally starting to fill in along her body, starting to become more adult than child. Still on that cusp of childhood, still barely hanging on, but it was clear as she came closer and closer to her second birthday that too soon she would be off longer than she was home.

    Crynn still curled next to her, and she would be here for him a while yet. He had lingered near her or their mother, a quiet observant boy. So she only peered an eye open briefly as Hildy snuck off. A shift in their momma made her eye close back shut and she kept her breathing slow and steady. She could feel the earth coming alive, feel the changes in it and when the rustling of their mom came closer, when she felt the warmth of her breath on her back and the gentle lilt of her mother’s words.

    A smile curls her lips and she sprawls out in the grass, careful to spread her legs around Crynn who flops half on top of her, blinking open eyes still full of sleep. He yawns and Star waits till he gets up before she shifts back forwards and gets up herself. She presses and curls herself into Kensa, like a cat, before nibbling affectionately on the point of her hip. “Hi mom.”

    A turn to look back over her shoulder at Crynn, who was just standing in one spot, his bleary eyes staring at nothing as he woke up. A small chuckle but she makes no move to go to the half asleep boy.

    Astarielle


    Crynn may post separately the next time through. He don't know yet. lol

    @[Kensa]


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    RE: if there's love in this life; Astarielle & Crynn - by Astarielle - 03-05-2019, 04:42 PM



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