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To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - Amorette - 11-04-2018 "To love is to burn, to be on fire."
Warrick’s leave gets to her more than she has ever anticipated. Even though she knows he is alive, as much as she is sure of her own, the ebony woman cannot stop worrying. Her heart cries for that of her best friend, but she also longs for his presence and comfort quite strongly. With Wound missing and Kolera and Lucrezia gone, Amorette does not have any friends left. Nobody to share her heartache with, or a shoulder to cry on. Her nightmares still torment her, and waking up in a cold and empty bed does not help. Alone, she feels so incredibly alone, and the lack of any other equine in her life makes Amore more insecure than she has ever been. What had she done wrong, for things to end this way? In the darkness it is easy to doubt herself, almost too easy, and it only makes her retreat from what she loves the most. Amorette is not meant to be alone. She strongly dislikes being alone, and yet she does not know how to face any of them. She does not want them to see what kind of failure she is. Warrick had asked them to look after his children, and Kromium had honoured in the best way possible, but the ebony woman had not been able to help either of them. While that is what she has always sworn to do. Help others, be the shoulder to lean on, the voice to comfort, but also one to laugh with, one that cherishes and holds. And in secret strongly longs to be held herself too. Even if it would just be once. She’d just pretend to not think of the morrow, and quite possibly cry herself to sleep long after her one time partner has fallen asleep. In her darkness Amore is not aware of Beqanna’s changes. The plague does not touch Tephra, their sanctuary is safe. But if she’d knew, the fire healer would quite possibly have forced herself to leave, to face the danger. Because she value’s helping more than saving her own life. Over the last year one of the volcano’s many caves has become her home once again, where she now stands snoozing in the opening as the sunlight warms he back. @[magnus] RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - magnus - 11-05-2018 I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - Amorette - 11-05-2018 "To love is to burn, to be on fire."
If she had known of the tumult happening in the world, she would hate herself for worrying about petty things. There is nothing in this world Amorette could ever truly hate, except for unjust, true evil, and herself. Her own heartache is nothing compared to the lives at risk and families that have gotten torn. But for now, Amore does not know, and struggles to face her own demons. All emotions and memories that once had gotten tucked away neatly in the back of her mind, now refuse to stay behind closed doors. Her insecurities have gotten worse, and strengthen her idea of having to flee and hide from all. That she cannot keep hiding forever, she knows, but Amorette struggles to break out of the endless circle. But now help has come. She is barely aware of his approach, and one ear lazily twitch upon hearing his gentle whisper. It is touch, however, that gently wakes her from her peaceful snooze. A pair of eyes blinks a couple of times, lazy, then a small smile tugs on the corners of her lips. “Dad” she greets the golden male with a soft smile, as she instantly reaches out to brush her muzzle across his shoulder. Amorette would have liked to have spent some more time in blissful ignorance, to just enjoy the company of someone she trusts without a doubt, but he does not let her. Instantly her gaze is cast down, then she glances back into the cave as she shrugs her shoulders. “Here..” she mumbles softly, before sighing and carefully glancing up at the golden stallion. “I’m sorry..” She should have thought about him, what it would be like for Magnus. She had welcomed him, said goodbye to Warrick, then not accepted Kromium’s offer, only to disappear into nothingness. Her promises turning out to be empty. “I.. didn’t want to bother anybody..” @[magnus] Not sure when I'll be able to reply again. Like predicted, work is no good.. And it is stressing me out a lot. Don't know what to expect, or what to think, but my emotions are all over the place.. RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - magnus - 11-06-2018 I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine @[Amorette] oh no! :( i am so sorry to hear that, sapph. there's no rush on this thread - just whenever you have the muse for it. RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - Amorette - 11-06-2018 "To love is to burn, to be on fire."
She is afraid to look at him, to see the look on his face. Not because she thinks he will judge her, or look down on her, but because she is afraid to disappoint him. She might be an adult, old enough to be a mother, and perhaps even a grandmother, herself, but at this moment Amorette feels so very little, and so very lost. Unable to keep herself, and her emotion, under control, the ebony woman starts shaking once he pulls her close against him. She does not hesitate to hide her face against his neck, press her cheek against his skin, as her nares flare while taking in a deep breath of his scent. Magnus may not be her biological father – which she does not know, not even after all these years – he is the only father figure she has ever known. “I’m sorry..” she repeats again, unable to offer him anything else at the moment. She might not need to, but wants to nonetheless. And Amorette is sorry. Sorry for abandoning all, sorry for the worthless state she currently is. She wants so very much to be different, to be better. When the golden male pulls back and reaches out to touch her forehead, her now wet eyes fall closed, and she finds herself leaning into the touch. “I miss her..” she mumbles softly. The soft, gray mare has been nothing but good to her, a mother to remember, but also a mother to ask for advice. A mother that is now a grandmother, as Magnus is a grandfather, but her son, too, is gone. Her gaze is full of uncertainties as she looks up at her father, but a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips is offered in return. Amore reaches out, to gently offer him her nose, if he is willing to accept. ]“Always,” she replies, and now her smile reaches her eyes too. It falters just as quick, darkness clouding her again, and she glances away before showing her frustrated tears. “Why is life so unfair..?“ Something Amorette genuinely does not understand. Why give the beautiful gift that is life, only to offer so much hardship? Death and chaos are more often than not the rule, and not the exception lately. It is just not fair. @[magnus] Thank you <3 Will take my time when needed, thanks for letting me know that's okay! RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - magnus - 11-06-2018 I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine @[Amorette] <3 RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - Amorette - 11-20-2018 "To love is to burn, to be on fire."
At his confession, her lips curl up ever so slightly. It warms her heart to hear those words, to know her mother is not forgotten. Not that she’d expected that of her father, after all, he still welcomes his adult daughter into his embrace too after all this time, to be the rock that Amorette so desperately needs, but it is still nice to hear. She does not offer a reply, other than that the more firm pressure of her muzzle against his neck. There is simply nothing she can say. Sadly enough, Minette is gone, untraceable. She can only nod as she carefully glances up at the golden male. He’s right. If there was only an simple answer, or an answer at all, she’d be willing to do whatever it took to get rid of all hardship and evil. But she cannot. “Just.. it’s hard..” she murmurs in reply, finding it easier lately to just swallow herself in her grief. Her eyes blink once, twice, before her lips start to curl into a smile. Amorette simply cannot help it. Why she smiles, she does not know, knowing she should cry instead. Magnus, with his words to focus on the good, says exactly how Amore has always lived her life, but it is a path she had strayed away from somewhere along the way. “You’re right, dad, o so right.” Her muzzle is pressed against his for a moment, only to step closer and snuggle up against his broad chest again. “Thank you, dad” she murmurs softly, then sighing, knowing he is right, but still finding it difficult to look through the hardships and into the sun again. “So much has happened..” .. and I haven’t gotten any time to deal with it. Like finding Brennen’s girls in the forest, or dealing with her heartache over her non-existent love relationship with Levi, and let is not forget to mention Warrick’s leave and Wound’s disappearance. But most of all, Amore feels like she has failed Tephra, and failed her son in the process. A son she never got to introduce to her father. “I.. you’re a grandfather dad..” she murmurs softly out of the blue, not daring to look up at Magnus and instead keeping her soft gaze ahead. “I miss him..” Maybe he would’ve still been around if things had been different. @[magnus] I'm sorry for the wait! <3 RE: To love is to burn, to be on fire - Magnus - magnus - 11-23-2018 I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine @[Amorette] |