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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


    Standing by the river watching my bridge burn down; Any
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    The muscles work below the dark skin of his neck, stretching as their two forms seek closer contact. He holds her as best he can, the weight of his body distributed squarely between his four powerful legs, anchored in the sand. With a deep inhale he breathes her in, unsure if he should ignore the lust she ignites in his belly.

    The feelings he had refused to indulge.

    No matter his intentions, he only thinks of her now - she banishes his anger and he doesn't even notice- and it is freeing. He had been alone with his thoughts for far too long. He had been anonymous in the forest, rendered valueless after the departure of his powerful family members, but Amore has not forgotten him. She stands with him and asks for him to come even nearer, to hold her, and despite his heartaches, he is content. 

    "Whatever you want."  Levi presses the words into her skin with a kiss to the place where her neck meets her shoulder - lingering if she will let him.

    The measured rumble of the waves on the shore surround them, and the stagnant summer air begins to lift - the space it leaves behind filling with twilight's sweet, cool breeze. After the endless solitude and dense oppression of the forest, his heart is happy - happy to be home. 

     
    @[Amorette]


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    RE: Standing by the river watching my bridge burn down; Any - by Levi - 08-13-2018, 03:40 PM



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