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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


    this little light of mine; warlight & rhaegor
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    In her waking moments, it is easy to forget her the year of death. There are too many changes, there is too much to do, to dwell on those endless, hopeless days. For the first time in her adult life, she is strong and whole. Nikkai had seen fit to return her to the land of the living with the body of a warrior, and Will relishes the power of a woman in her prime.

    Maybe she should have thought of her son or her lover, used her strength to seek them out, but her womb-mates are the ones who her thoughts most often turn to. Their consciousness brush against her own intrusively, but she does not question it, not yet understanding that she had returned to the land of the living with more than she had left it with. She only knows that in the first moments that she had time to think she misses them.

    Warlight has only just parted with the grulla mare who leads her back to this side of death, but she can not rest. Her muscles still quiver and her mind races. Exhaustion twists her psyche in unpredictable ways, and she suddenly has the urge to search every inch on this new Tephra, even though she knows that she will not find her siblings. Rhae is dead, she had just left him in the afterlife with the promise to return... and Koko, she had no reason to believe he hadn't left these shores. But she gives in to the urge to roam, and that's when she sees his light.

    That electric blue light that seemed to be the binding thread of their family.

    The antler crowned girl doesn't hesitate, the three-beat rhythm of her canter like thunder in the quiet night air. This was not the same blue that Solace wielded, but it was close; it was the exact shade of blue she hadn't known if she would ever see again.

    Sviko's blue. 

    But when she sees them (both of them!) she is once again taught how little she knows of this strange world. Her eyes, black in the night, don't know where to rest, they dance between each brother as she slides to a halt between them. In the end, she settles for a nip on each brothers' cheek, just to make sure they are real, shamelessly reveling in the closeness of them.


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    RE: this little light of mine; warlight & rhaegor - by Warlight - 12-17-2019, 06:55 PM



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