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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


    How does it feel to be the enemy [Jah/Any]
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    Ciri

    As the truth begins to settle, digging itself into every corner and recess of her clouded mind, humiliation and terror take a firm hold of the smoky scarred mare. Feeling beyond foolish for not taking precautions, for letting her lust and love get the better of her. For not seeing the signs. They had all been there, staring her right in the face. Maybe she had always known and just recoiled into her denial as if it could protect her like the shield of stars did.

    Jah-Lilah wipes away all traces of her doubt as she puts the situation into words, laying it before her plainly. Forcing her to see. That she was pregnant. Pregnant with Amet’s child. Of course it was his, Jah was right, only he had ever had the privilege of invading her body. He had been the only one to know her secret pleasure, to coax it from her. She had been loathe to share such intimacy with Castile when she was so confused, when her heart was so torn. It hadn't felt right to do.

    You will bare him a child.

    As the red mare turns and continues to scavenge through the jungle foilage, she is left standing forlornly with the heavy weight of reality on her shoulders. Pregnant with her ex lovers child. How grand. “What a mess you have gotten yourself into Ciri", she thinks. Slowly, she finally follows the hoof prints left in the soil. Catching up with the herbalist. She is too shook from the realization to say much, only able to go through the motions asked of her. When the herb is pushed to her face, she takes it without complaint. Without fight. Chewing methodically on the plant, tasting hints of apple and earth, an airy sweetness.

    Her hunger has all but evaporated but still the herbs work quickly, already soothing some of the tension within her abdomen. Even as her stomach settles, the rest of her seems to go into overdrive with her worry. There is a rustle in the vines to her side but she barely pays any attention, to wrapped up in her own predicament to care if someone was listening. ”What am I to do?” She whispers miserably under the red mares watchful stare.

    all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was



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    RE: How does it feel to be the enemy [Jah/Any] - by Ciri - 11-10-2017, 10:45 PM



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