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08-31-2015, 05:53 PM
Fight the darkness, It lives inside your heart, It's not your fault my dear son, It is simply your past. The familiar joke brought forth a laugh from her, the sound warm on him as her touch had been on his skin. “If anyone can outrun it, you can.” His words are sure, even with the grin that he still wore. He had faith in her, if the storm did come, if she couldn’t outrun it she would weather it and come out all the stronger. But his grin faltered with hers, his eyes intent on her as she spoke his name so softly - wondering what was coming next. And then, in the next moment, she seemed to change her mind on whatever it was. He felt unnerved by the contrast between how she had said his name and what the sentences were that followed it. Had something else been on the tip of her tongue. A dark foreleg moved as he went to take a step towards her during that pause, instinctively wanting to touch his muzzle to her - encouraging the words, but when she looked away and spoke of the WHATCH he placed his hoof back on the sandy ground. Statues. Was that really want she wanted to discuss with him? He watched her carefully for a moment, concern and curiosity radiating from his calm silver eyes, before picking up a small smile and responding. “My cousin, the new Earth child, might be able to help us out with that. She’s rather good at shaping earth and stone.” The small smile grew as he thought about Little Earth, who was going to be towering over him in the same manner as her father soon - if she wasn’t already. He wasn’t entirely sure whether her magic would be exactly what Ampere was looking for, but she could definitely be a start.
Before he could explain any further, however, he became very aware of movement in the air above.
Alerted by his bonded’s flush of emotions, the circling shape ahead started to descend faster - wondering why Mesec had gone from feeling unnerved to suddenly happy. What was going on in that little conversation? Sharp eyes could watch the pair but Lucius began to feel as though his presence, magnificent as it was, might be needed to help keep this mare from further disturbing his bonded. Lucius Mesec warned in a hiss through their connection, but this time it had no effect. Curious, he needed to inspect this mare that had such a strange effect. He could feel the tug of emotions, the ones that ran deep within Mesec - even knew the name of the one that caused twists and pangs. But if the demigod felt that way about this mare then why could Lucius not come meet her?
It was going to have to happen sooner or later, but he had been greatly hoping for later. He would rather face the monsters that the dragon had accidentally unleashed, rather face his mother or one of her brothers in combat than face what was about to happen. “Ampere…” But where when she had spoken his name, it had been soft, there was nothing but pain ripping through his voice when he said hers. “I need to tell you something.”
A flap of wings overhead as Lucius slowed his descent, the almost-grown zephyr with his silver markings shining in the thickening darkness, matching perfectly those of his bonded that already began to glow. “I’m so sorry.” But those three words, they were soft. Soft as the wind in the still night, punctuating the action of Lucius landing gracefully on a black-feathered wing. And though he wanted to look away, to not see what was coming, he would not further be a coward. There was that stupid hope that maybe, maybe Ampere would not be as angry as he feared but when did the lightning mare ever not put her entire soul into something? Her stance on companions was more than just an opinion that bothered her sometimes, he knew there was real passion there.
The storm was here and he could not change that now.
Mesec
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table by Frostie
okay so I'm obssessed with this song and listened to it on repeat while writing this WHOOPS
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