• 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


    Thread Rating:
    • 0 Vote(s) - 0 Average
    • 1
    • 2
    • 3
    • 4
    • 5
    Anyone;
    #1
    An old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind


    It’s peaceful here; a different sense of the word from Loess.

    A dreamy smile kisses the corners of Cyprin’s mouth as her eyes look across the meadow. Winter has made the flowers dormant and the grass brittle, but still the rolling hills emanate a sense of beauty that captures her. It has been months – perhaps even close to a year – since she first arrived to the Pampas, wrapped as a gift with a bow. She is for company, for conversation, when the days quietly tick away. Unfortunately, her rather shy nature has hindered the plans, but she is here nonetheless.

    Above her, the clouds are gray in a quiet threat for snow. Curiously, Cyprin peers up and her eyes flash with a mirroring shade as she considers the possible weather change. A chill cartwheels down the length of her spine as though the frost king kissed her cheek. The dislike for the season is prominent in her family, but they at least have a fire churning in their guts to keep the cold at bay. She, on the other hand, relies solely on the thickening of her coat. A grimace deepens the lines of her face, but it’s a flickering moment as she turns away from the looming snowstorm to gaze admiringly across the open fields.

    A sweetened voice slips from between her lips to no one in particular. It vibrates through her core and rattles the frigid air until all is silent again. To occupy herself, she grazes and idly waits for conversation to find her.


    Cyprin
    lior and nayl

    picture by Jiamin Zhu on pinterest


    Messages In This Thread
    Anyone; - by Cyprin - 01-13-2020, 09:28 AM
    RE: Anyone; - by Aodhan - 01-14-2020, 06:42 AM
    RE: Anyone; - by Cyprin - 01-14-2020, 03:13 PM
    RE: Anyone; - by Aodhan - 01-21-2020, 02:22 AM



    Users browsing this thread: 1 Guest(s)