lay me gently in the cold dark earth The world spins past around them, and while the sensation is familiar for Errant, he does wonder how it will be for Lea. Perhaps she might not feel it at all; he is never sure with magic. “Oh look,” he says, feigning surprise as the Tundra appears around them and the Dale fades away. He glances back at Lea, well aware that she knows he is entirely responsible for their sudden shift in location. It is cool here, even though it is summer, but the land around them is green and there is a plethora of wildflowers dotting the hillsides. He steps away from her, toward the crest of the hill they stand beside, and gestures for Lea to follow. “This is new, since you were here last.” He says, gesturing with his black muzzle toward the dip in the Valley where the Tundra had revealed a secret. They had the cave before, nestled in the ground. Now there is a shrine with the cave as the center, and around it the remnants of a town that long-ago peoples had built around it. It is not overly impressive, covered in moss and lichen and full of tumbling walls, but it is new and it is not something that Errant would ever had imagined lay beneath the Tundra. “What do you think?” i'll crawl home to her |
COTY
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
when the evening pulls the sun down - Lea
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