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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]  eyes like sinking ships; cheri
    #6

    The light that meets the dark

    The memories of all their nights together come rushing back in the light of day. How she’d found him on the riverbed out by the edge of the Forest, nearly dead and suffering from hypothermia. Cheri had only been a filly then, just a babe with no knowledge of herself or what role she’d be able to play in the grand scheme of life. She had her self-made light, a lust for adventure in her heart and for her, that’d been enough.

    Targaryen had changed everything.

    Now when she sees him she’s assaulted by so many little moments that it comes crashing over her all at once: running through the dark woods together, curling up against each other at night, the warmth and feel of his wing outstretched to protect her, visiting this meadow together in search of happiness where none could be found. Infinite little sparks of joy that Cheri recalls as clearly as they can see each other now, and every one of them is dear to her.

    It makes her argument in the meadow with Obscene all the more guilt-ridden, so she pushes the dark stallion out of her mind in favor of the one who’d be a constant source of light and happiness. “We’re together again; who cares what we do?!” Cheri tossed her head (and her sick thoughts) in a light-hearted attempt to rouse Targaryen’s spirits. “I want to fly with you and see everything we couldn’t see during the Eclipse.” She proclaimed, her wings flaring in a brilliant display of green light at the thought. Beneath her dark skin the appaloosa was practically vibrating with energy, as if the return of the sun had replenished and renewed her fully.

    “Come with me.” Cheri pawed, eyeing Yen with that conspiratorial look he knew so well from having spent years with her already. “We can turn it into a race - if you’re up for a good butt-whooping.” She laughed and darted away from him. In an instant she was airborne again, flapping up toward the treeline and not waiting to take “no” for an answer.


    @[Targaryen] <3 TIME FOR A NEW LOESS THREAD <3


    Messages In This Thread
    eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Targaryen - 04-05-2021, 08:39 PM
    RE: eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Cheri - 04-06-2021, 03:19 PM
    RE: eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Targaryen - 04-07-2021, 07:07 PM
    RE: eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Cheri - 04-12-2021, 09:18 PM
    RE: eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Targaryen - 05-04-2021, 10:41 PM
    RE: eyes like sinking ships; cheri - by Cheri - 05-10-2021, 10:37 AM



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