• Logout
  • Beqanna

    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    [open]  hearts overgrown;
    #1
    Agathe
    She had been born into the darkness, was comfortable in it.
    Reveled in it, even: the darkness made it easier to hide and then, naturally, pop out noisily, scaring her twin brother or Mama Roz or any random passersby. (She hadn’t, as of yet, been able to scare Mama Fi.) Pax and Agathe were mischievous children, playing tricks on anyone they could, disguising their voice to pretend to be each other. The seriousness of which the Loess inhabitants took themselves only encouraged them further.

    Today, however, it’s a little too cold for Aggie to be playing any tricks. Her first winter had been less than enjoyable so far, her fluffy coat no match for the freezing Loessian winters. There’s a fresh layer of snow at the bottom of the small canyon where she likes to roam, and she picks up each leg gingerly as she walks through it, looking for someone she recognizes to use as a shield from the cold and wind.

    She can see a U-shaped rock structure up ahead and she picks up the pace to reach it. An even better shield than a body. This would be perfect to hide and scare someone, she thinks with a smirk and a mental note for the future, though for now she just stands, grumpy and shivering, vowing to stay here until winter ends.

    FOUND HEAVEN IN YOU,
    PROMISE TO BE PURE AND TRUE


    Messages In This Thread
    hearts overgrown; - by agathe - 03-03-2021, 11:14 AM
    RE: hearts overgrown; - by Fiorina - 03-07-2021, 09:00 PM



    Users browsing this thread: 1 Guest(s)