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    COTY

    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


    here we are in the heart of the darkness; Dovev, open
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    dovev

    She still fought to find Briella and he growled, his jaws clenched. She'd called this thing Brother a moment ago and that was just going to have to be good enough for now. He rammed his shoulder into her, shoving her at the beast of shadow. It was clear enough that the guy was going to take her to safety, somewhere a hell of a lot warmer, he hoped.

    Then he'd turned to gallop off and find Briella.

    And instead, he'd landed here, somehow sucked up into the guy's portal of shadow. "No!!" He needed to get Briella!

    "I'll find her," he promised them.

    Dovev opened his mouth to snap at him to send him back so he could get his baby his damn self when Heartfire went down again. His manner changed, instantly concerned. He wasn't as stupid as he wished he was. This was his damn kid. She hadn't slept around. "Dagger," he whispered, coming to her side and breathing a trail over her neck, watching her breathe so heavily.

    "Find... Woolf," she said, and he didn't have a goddamn clue who that was. He scowled over his shoulder, ready to demand this shadow take him back, or take him to whatever the hell she needed and then take him back. But he was gone. Just a brief moment of looking between Dov and Heartfire and he vanished.

    "Fuck!"

    He looked down at her, at the blood that sprayed from her mouth, at her chest rattling with coughs. Ugh, fuck. He paced away, restless and trying to think. He could figure this out. Fuck. Leliana was gone, returned home to her family so her husband had said. She was the only healer he knew, save for Kota. He hadn't seen Kota in years, hadn't a goddamn clue how to track her down.

    He stomped back to her, glaring down harshly. "Don't you fuckin die on me, Heartfire! I'm the one that dies, not you!" Goddamn, and he's got a kid in there. He softens suddenly, his face tight in worry instead of frustration, brushing his nose over her stretched belly. Fuck, he hadn't wanted kids. Atrani had been more than enough. And now Defy, too. He hadn't wanted more than Atrani.

    What the fuck was he going to do if she died giving birth to his kid like Cerva nearly had? Like maybe Dizzy nearly had?

    He was so fucking cursed, and he dragged them to hell with him.

    we're slaves to any semblance of touch

    Lord, we should quit but we love it too much


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    RE: here we are in the heart of the darkness; Dovev, open - by Dovev - 11-10-2018, 09:31 PM



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