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02-21-2015, 07:35 PM
Imogen & Lena
Acceptance floated as a calm, exotic refrain, and her grin curled and coiled into a rhapsody’s oeuvre, grateful and content at Karnivool’s decision. The Basin’s prowess was well refined and enigmatic, and though he’d chosen it for the scenery, for the speculation, she hoped he’d stay within its confines for the crisp, chilling wares, for the dominating potency, for the unwavering strength and fortitude they carved and lacquered from icy walls and bubbling hot springs. Interestingly, his decision came with a motive, a bargaining chip, and though not malicious or menacing, she quirked a brow at the interesting incentive. Truly, as the nymph glanced towards Rei and widened her smile, the Pegasus was endearing and kind, benevolent and gracious, not coated in pretenses or specious interludes, a breath of fresh air. She enjoyed her as well, and to admit the visits and meetings weren’t likely to be a problem or dilemma was a refreshing concession (an interesting, reposeful change of pace from recent events flooded with murder or mayhem). The sylph looked to both, tender and beneficent, coaxing her mellifluous arms and alms back into the widened copse, promising fledgling journeys and enveloping crusades. “You’d be in luck – our herds recently came together in armistice.” Peace - a novel concept for worlds constantly torn and slashed apart, a wondrous alteration from grinding, rapacious, avaricious requiems and laments. She chose to cherish it, to embrace it, to hold it for as long as possible, until the eventual crescendos of violence beckoned over the horizon, and they’d be lost to its power all over again. “Perhaps we’ll both come to visit, Rei. I hope you have a pleasant journey home.” The Mender winked, jubilant and ebullient, contorting a few whimsical strides towards the predetermined fortress, knowing the trail by heart, following the primrose distortions and the glorious, cooling affirmations, looking behind her to ensure Karnivool traipsed along the same boundaries. “Follow me!”[I’ll make a welcoming thread and tag you in it! :DD]
Look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it.
Credits to wakalrus for image, Frostie for table. <3
But be the serpent under it.
Credits to wakalrus for image, Frostie for table. <3
