04-02-2020, 05:26 PM
As they travel across this new land, the sights and sounds that fill the world around them dominate Warlight's thoughts. The path they forge through the jungle never crosses that of another, or even many signs of others, but she doesn't slacken her pace until they are far beyond the last signs of life. Any thoughts of the future she entertains are of a more immediate kind of future - of what they will do when they find a hidden place to call their own.
The rain forest is a tangle of life, an obstacle course to be conquered. It claws at them or bends to them, but their pace is steady. What stops them, in the end, is the edge of the world.
The water and the sky, and the whole world beyond it.
They, like the seabirds, have found their roost for the night as the sun grows heavy in the sky. Will watches breathlessly as it begins to melt into the horizon, and the sun strikes her eyes in such a way that makes it hard to believe they have ever been anything other than the truest of blues.
"Tomorrow," she replies, her distant gaze coming to life again as it returns to him, "we can let the rest of the world exist without us until tomorrow."
"Now," she purrs, rocking her hips against his waist, "I didn't bring you to the backside of nowhere just to talk."
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When their bodies finally fall still - used, wet and wreaking of love - she leans her antlered head against his broad neck, savoring the feel of his pulse against her cheek. To hold another living thing was a pleasure she never thought she would experience again. To sweat and live in a world that had rules, even if they were flexible, was something she hadn't allowed herself to dream of. There were no laws of nature in the afterlife. Something solid could turn intangible without warning, and an enemy could lose its head one moment, only to sprout five more the next.
But she didn't have to think about that anymore.
She just wished she didn't have to keep reminding herself of that.
"You stink," she finally says, wrinkling her nose at him as if she didn't love it. Love that his body had worked so hard for her, bent and strained and fought in its worship of her. She can't resist one more flirtatious bump of her hips against his solid form before she is turning away, stepping towards the ocean.
"Let's swim."
Warlight half-slides, half-jumps down the dunes, letting the sands deposit her at the ocean's edge. But it's only a moment before she's slipping into the water once again. The gentle waves free the grit and spice from her coat, clouding the water around her. But it's too dark to see the grime, only the sky above can be seen, reflected on the water's surface.
The rain forest is a tangle of life, an obstacle course to be conquered. It claws at them or bends to them, but their pace is steady. What stops them, in the end, is the edge of the world.
The water and the sky, and the whole world beyond it.
They, like the seabirds, have found their roost for the night as the sun grows heavy in the sky. Will watches breathlessly as it begins to melt into the horizon, and the sun strikes her eyes in such a way that makes it hard to believe they have ever been anything other than the truest of blues.
"Tomorrow," she replies, her distant gaze coming to life again as it returns to him, "we can let the rest of the world exist without us until tomorrow."
"Now," she purrs, rocking her hips against his waist, "I didn't bring you to the backside of nowhere just to talk."
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When their bodies finally fall still - used, wet and wreaking of love - she leans her antlered head against his broad neck, savoring the feel of his pulse against her cheek. To hold another living thing was a pleasure she never thought she would experience again. To sweat and live in a world that had rules, even if they were flexible, was something she hadn't allowed herself to dream of. There were no laws of nature in the afterlife. Something solid could turn intangible without warning, and an enemy could lose its head one moment, only to sprout five more the next.
But she didn't have to think about that anymore.
She just wished she didn't have to keep reminding herself of that.
"You stink," she finally says, wrinkling her nose at him as if she didn't love it. Love that his body had worked so hard for her, bent and strained and fought in its worship of her. She can't resist one more flirtatious bump of her hips against his solid form before she is turning away, stepping towards the ocean.
"Let's swim."
Warlight half-slides, half-jumps down the dunes, letting the sands deposit her at the ocean's edge. But it's only a moment before she's slipping into the water once again. The gentle waves free the grit and spice from her coat, clouding the water around her. But it's too dark to see the grime, only the sky above can be seen, reflected on the water's surface.
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