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02-10-2015, 03:41 AM
He follows, as she knows he will. He has told her that they will travel only to the Edge, no further, for he will insist upon returning her and their unborn child to the safety of the boat with great haste. He will not risk her safety so that either of them can play the hero. There is so much more at stake now, and he cannot bear the thought of allowing anything to happen to her.
He follows her into the World's Edge, still marveling at the beauty of their home. He had been gone for so long that he had forgotten the way the mists wrapped around the trees, the way the waves crashed along the cliffs. He had forgotten that the true beauty of the landscape lay not with the land itself, but with its inhabitants - and it is for them that he has allowed them to return, however briefly.
Her voice, when she offers a call, seems frail against the fog that surrounds them. He frowns worriedly, gently taking her under his wing as though to shield her from the elements, to lend her strength. "Watch your ear," he warns her kindly before raising his head to bellow: "WORLD'S EDGE, TO ME! THE GOD OF THE EARTH BRINGS A FLOOD TO HELOVIA. THISTLE MEADOW WILL BRING US SAFETY. WE MUST TRAVEL THERE WITH GREAT HASTE. TO THISTLE MEADOW, TO SAFETY!"
And then they wait.
It is not long before Alysanne appears, and he offers her a kind smile. "A pleasure as always, m'lady," he greets her. "I hope the gods aren't up to any more tricks. Let's gather as many as we can as quickly as possible - we wouldn't want to miss the boat. We will search inland, since you have so kindly claimed the cliffs."
"more words."
He follows her into the World's Edge, still marveling at the beauty of their home. He had been gone for so long that he had forgotten the way the mists wrapped around the trees, the way the waves crashed along the cliffs. He had forgotten that the true beauty of the landscape lay not with the land itself, but with its inhabitants - and it is for them that he has allowed them to return, however briefly.
Her voice, when she offers a call, seems frail against the fog that surrounds them. He frowns worriedly, gently taking her under his wing as though to shield her from the elements, to lend her strength. "Watch your ear," he warns her kindly before raising his head to bellow: "WORLD'S EDGE, TO ME! THE GOD OF THE EARTH BRINGS A FLOOD TO HELOVIA. THISTLE MEADOW WILL BRING US SAFETY. WE MUST TRAVEL THERE WITH GREAT HASTE. TO THISTLE MEADOW, TO SAFETY!"
And then they wait.
It is not long before Alysanne appears, and he offers her a kind smile. "A pleasure as always, m'lady," he greets her. "I hope the gods aren't up to any more tricks. Let's gather as many as we can as quickly as possible - we wouldn't want to miss the boat. We will search inland, since you have so kindly claimed the cliffs."
"more words."
Quilyan
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