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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


    Quand on n'a que l'amour - Warrick
    #11

    Her heart and mind are occupied, and full of the things that have kept her away from Tephra too long. Petty troubles, if you would ask her. Her mind knows, but her heart feels, and feelings just are. And from experience, they can get pretty troubling. Even in that state of mind, the ebony woman does not miss how the smile does not reach his eyes. Unconsciously she finds herself leaning in, to gently bump her muzzle against his, like a silent cheer.

    Amorette, too, glances up and turns her gaze to the sky. It was a rare thing, to be able to see the sky. The winter had magically been able to reach Tephra. Perhaps not in full force, snow would never ever fall, but by clearing the humid fog it was more than Amore had ever expected. She does not complain, the view is marvellous. “Never forget that, it’s something that what makes you, you.” Affinity with something like the stars, something a lot others could relate to, is what kept him equine, and not just a leader.

    She knows she had asked him for this information, but her heart dreads the change of subject. Not to hide behind pleasant things, but instead to know horrible things have happened. Amorette nods, that she, too, would’ve hoped, and encourages him to continue. “It does not matter where one is born, what matters is that he was Tephran when he was taken.” She shares his feelings, and is upset that they hadn’t been able to offer the protection their sanctuary should. Right then and there she decides that she should get to know these newcomers, and allow them to share their sorrow if they would want.

    But he is right. They can’t dive in blind and hot tempered, even if that would seem ones first reaction. It is not as if they can allow it to happen. “You were right to not blindly retaliate.. But we cannot do nothing..” she eventually ads, her dark eye finding his. Amorette hates violence, and she cannot say she is proud of what she just suggested, but a child separated from his loved ones through violence, that makes her even more angry, and upset. “Shall Wound and I travel to the other lands, to learn if they recently have had a similar experience with Sylva?”

    Like that, they wouldn’t go alone, and meet with Warrick’s decision that nobody was allowed to leave on their own. Though the two diplomats are probably not the best guardian for one another.


    @[Warrick] <3


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    Quand on n'a que l'amour - Warrick - by Amorette - 04-22-2018, 01:56 PM
    RE: Quand on n'a que l'amour - Warrick - by Amorette - 05-13-2018, 11:17 AM



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