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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


    some by virtue fall; any
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    ooc: ew excuse icky post -_-

    even a n g e l s fall

    There is much about the chamber that spins an alluring spell. The way the inky shadows drape around, like s fine filigree against my good skin. The way the forgotten ash marks the ground, scarred with memories we least forget. Memories of pain, of something quite unforgettable indeed. I can only reminisce alongside the thrum of Atrox's heart. The way the gentle thud kills me to sleep (if only for a few hours, for I was a nocturnal creature, and a creature that thrives on little or no sleep.) the way it acts like some ticking clock, making few remember that there is an end, and a beginning.

    Fire is so unlike shadow, it flickers and roars, dulls and ignites. Fire burns in and around, with both passion and rage. Kushiel, he piques interest like the flames flicker and glow orange. My words are charm and poise. gentle yet course. 'My son was quite intrigued by your.. Uniqueness. And he tells me quite a lot.' I pause here and add with a smooth chuckle, 'But you cannot escape the Ravens, they seem concerned that their home will burn. But you are not foolish as to burn something down that opens arms to you... You do not seem like such. But as always appearances are deceiving.'

    I listen, lobes flickering atop my crown. 'I expect that every once in a while, a good singe never harmed..' the chuckle that slips my lips is both allure and whimsy. 'Ah, it would not be long. As they say, there are eyes and ears everywhere. And I do not let a mere stranger this close to the heart of my home.' I watch him, sapphire eyes glistening against the shadows and light, burning against the flicker of his flame.

    'Why are you here, Kushiel? Everyone has reasons. What is yours?' black magic and silvery words are woven from my lips like masterful hands knitting tapestry. I stalk forward and around, long, willowy limbs slinking against the loam. Sloping shoulders rolling with each purposeful and graceful stride.

    'Power, meaning, lust... There are wants and there are sins and mostly, they are often the same...'

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    some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 08-21-2015, 05:47 PM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Engelsfors - 08-22-2015, 03:57 AM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 08-22-2015, 05:08 AM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Engelsfors - 08-22-2015, 05:55 AM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 08-22-2015, 07:49 PM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Engelsfors - 08-25-2015, 06:55 AM
    RE: some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 08-25-2015, 04:01 PM



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