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08-24-2015, 05:30 PM
Dreamed in black and
blue for you,
oh once I dreamed
for you
Ashamin had turned back to enter his cave and grab a mouthful of his fire's remains by the time Tiamat arrived. As a result, he heard her before he saw her--as a result, he didn't see her until she was already touching him.
And when she spoke he thought, at first, how nonsensical it was. He was alive? Of course he was alive. How could he be anything else and yet standing here? It was true his spar with Zandora had made him feel close to death, but Tiamat knew nothing of those events and he had been closer to dying before. Though Ashamin had not seen his friend for some time, it had not been that long.
So why was she so relieved sounding? Why did she seem as if fear had just left her?
He still hadn't looked--he had his eyes trained on the ashen pile and his companion's white marking, as if Lochan would know the answer. And Lochan did know the answer, but no drawings could convey the horror of that dream which the Haruspex had forgotten.
Tiamat's nose moved across his body, filling him with warmth. She was so affectionate, almost overly affectionate, and the shy bones in his body froze at her touch. But Lochan was urging him wordlessly to look, to see that blue body that he knew so well in full real life before him.
So eventually, he obeyed. He turned slowly, his body gliding underneath hers, allowing her neck to wrap perfectly about his withers. The haruspex lowered his head, let it turn to the side, and he saw her perfectly sculpted features as if for the first time.
"Tiamat."
Everything came rushing back like the sea. He felt clouded and covered in water, and still he felt unable to move.
He had died.
A dream, maybe, but he had died. And now he was alive, blessed to be, and breathing beside the one who had tried so hard to save him in a dream. He could do nothing, he could say nothing, he could only repeat her name:
"Tiamat."
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