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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]  White Knight || {Ilma}
    #9

    She was searching for something, that much was obvious in the depth of her gaze. As she openly studied him he knew that she was his for the taking. He could play the part, make her believe that he was whatever it was that she was searching for, then, when the time came, he would plant his seed and be on his way. Even though she didn’t appear to harbor the brightest of minds, she was nothing but a vessel to him. A way to secure that his legacy would remain even after his death.
     
    He stepped closer towards her, arching his neck as he met her gaze. Within the depths of her voice he could hear the love she held for Hyaline. The mountains were her home and she had no desire to leave them. Perhaps that too would work to his benefit.
     
    Ever curious, Ilma inquired after his travels and the lands that he’d visited. In many ways, the different kingdoms were all alike. They all built kingdoms, created alliances, fought within themselves and fought with each other. The constant droll of uncertainty as king after king ascended the throne -. He could not imagine pledging his loyalty to a leader whose roll was as changing as the seasons. Out on his own, he was the ruler of his own fate. It preferred it that way.
     
    But those were all thoughts he knew were better kept to himself. “There is nothing better than seeing the land from the ground,” he confirmed her thoughts politely and angled himself ever nearer to her. “Although I’ve never flown before, I can imagine that it could be difficult to appreciate the true beauty of Beqanna from above. However, there must also be beauty in flight as well.”
     
    He gently touched her shoulder, right at the base of her beautiful wings. Smiling light heartedly he trotted a half-step, his nearly black mane bouncing playfully. “The journey may be longer, but I quite enjoy the peace of it all. To get to see places such as Hyaline – “ His voice dropped away as his gaze was captured by the expanse before them. Acting as if he’d forgotten she was there beside him, he shook himself and beamed at her.
     

    Arithmetic
    I Don't Make Love


    @[Ilma] Don't worry, he grow fond her overtime. Wink


    Messages In This Thread
    White Knight || {Ilma} - by Arithmetic - 03-20-2018, 08:20 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Ilma - 03-22-2018, 03:54 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Arithmetic - 03-23-2018, 05:51 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Ilma - 03-25-2018, 11:23 AM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Arithmetic - 03-28-2018, 10:37 AM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Ilma - 03-28-2018, 03:06 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Arithmetic - 04-03-2018, 08:34 AM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Ilma - 04-05-2018, 03:04 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Arithmetic - 04-08-2018, 06:33 PM
    RE: White Knight || {Ilma} - by Ilma - 04-14-2018, 02:50 PM



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