Akkadian
"Awk-ay-dee-Uhn"
Twin shadows soared across the lands as the matching pair held a rough pace. He pushed them hard, desperate to escape emotions that a warrior had no business feeling. Outrunning the demons of his making. Steely eyes were set, mouth thin and grim. They chased the sun as it sank below the horizon, and soon their dark bodies would fade into the night.
He was surprised she could keep up so effortlessly, her graceful figure dancing lightly beside and behind him, letting him lead. More and more he found she was not just lovely face. It stirred confusing things in him, and he wasn't at all sure what was happening to him. He was used to being in control, and it made him uncomfortable. She made him feel powerless. So why then, did he let her near?
A soft growl rumbled from him and he gently eased them to a stop. They were in a desert of sorts; a desert of tall grasses. The field glowed a sleepy orange in the sunset, and if it weren't for the tickling against his legs he might pretend it was somewhere back in his homeland.
His sides pulsed with his panting. Hurt and emotional torment dulled his eyes as he looked at her. He didn't want to talk about what they had just left behind, but he couldn't get it out of his head how she'd almost put herself in danger to protect him. Him, the guardian. The mask he wore so often fell back into place, his eyes hard once more.
Why did you do that?he demanded.
He wasn't sure what he felt about it but he knew he couldn't allow her to do it again. He was the soldier, the bodyguard, nobody was supposed to protect him. He was meant to be expendable. His words were vague. He didn't care.
Nevermind.he cut in before she could answer.
Don't do it again.
His words were cold, as he often was. The vulnerable child within him effectively hidden away, the hard warrior returned.
He was surprised she could keep up so effortlessly, her graceful figure dancing lightly beside and behind him, letting him lead. More and more he found she was not just lovely face. It stirred confusing things in him, and he wasn't at all sure what was happening to him. He was used to being in control, and it made him uncomfortable. She made him feel powerless. So why then, did he let her near?
A soft growl rumbled from him and he gently eased them to a stop. They were in a desert of sorts; a desert of tall grasses. The field glowed a sleepy orange in the sunset, and if it weren't for the tickling against his legs he might pretend it was somewhere back in his homeland.
His sides pulsed with his panting. Hurt and emotional torment dulled his eyes as he looked at her. He didn't want to talk about what they had just left behind, but he couldn't get it out of his head how she'd almost put herself in danger to protect him. Him, the guardian. The mask he wore so often fell back into place, his eyes hard once more.
Why did you do that?he demanded.
He wasn't sure what he felt about it but he knew he couldn't allow her to do it again. He was the soldier, the bodyguard, nobody was supposed to protect him. He was meant to be expendable. His words were vague. He didn't care.
Nevermind.he cut in before she could answer.
Don't do it again.
His words were cold, as he often was. The vulnerable child within him effectively hidden away, the hard warrior returned.
@[Josie]