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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


    dry eyes in the pouring rain || sabra & any
    #11

    Once she is done speaking, her gaze moves from one ruler to the other. When looking at Warrick she sees his smile, and in return, she offers him one of her own. The opalescent queen, on the other hand, seemed to not care much for any of her spoken words. Much to Amorette’s disappointment. Not that she had thought that she could change Sabra’s heart and mind, but it was nice to hope. Being ignored came secondary in this case.

    Perhaps that is why Warrick steps up and takes a more direct route. Though Amorette knows him to not beat around the subject, but never had she expected him to be this direct. It is enough to make her look at him, and when she does, she instantly notices the gleam in his eyes. Okay, perhaps not as direct and blunt as she had thought. His humor makes her lips curl up into a smile. When their gazes meet she nods at the navy stallion, encouraging him to continue.

    She stays silent once Warrick is done speaking, allowing the words to settle in. The ebony mare would confirm his words, but what good would that do? Warrick knows she stands behind him, and she wants Sabra to learn he is a man of his words on her own.

    Yet the change in the opalescent queen isn’t one Amorette had expected. Her ears flick forward, and the smile that had first been invisibly forced, now becomes genuine. Oh yes, Sabra first had to put weight to her words, but the words are a good start. ”And in return, we can learn plenty from you too” she offers. If Sabra could show a more humble side of herself, Amore could too. Not to compete, but to show she was willing to give and take, in order to start a good relationship between Sylva and Tephra.

    Again, she addresses Warrick only. Allowing them a moment, her gaze moves away. Though she does not physically remove her presence. Amore is looking in the direction where Lamb had disappeared to. The memory of the young mare makes her smile. ”Queen Sabra,” she gently calls for the queen’s attention, her gaze searching Sabra’s aqua eyes. ”I invited Lamb to visit Tephra. The invitation extends to you, too, if you like. It would be a honour to give you both a tour.”

    Oh yes, there still stands something stiff between them, but Sabra had allowed to let them peek into her true being. And Amorette meant her prior words. She, like Warrick, wants Tephra and Sylva to be friends, and not enemies. Getting to know one another is the first step in order to accomplish that.

    Amorette

    Quand on n'a que l'amour.



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    RE: dry eyes in the pouring rain || sabra & any - by Amorette - 03-31-2018, 09:48 AM



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