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12-13-2015, 04:31 PM
Aaron Today was another ordinary. Well, it started out as ordinary. I have not seen my son since his birth, which makes me uneasy of course. Is he alright? Is Phantom alright? I think that is one reason that I seem to patrol more and more on my own in the early mornings and late nights. In hopes that I will see them, see him. I will not be my father. I will not be like Azale's father. I will be there, whenever he needs me. To guide him, to give advice. "You will be fine." Alanna soothed in my mind. I snorted. Fine start I was of to. Can't even find my own son. He needs to be safe, with me in the Falls. He needed to be among family.. I know Phantom will not consider giving up an outcast life... But my son... I need him safe. I have lost to much in my life to lose him too simply because I can not protect him. Alanna suddenly stops, and I draw up and stop with her. What is it? She doesn't answer, but lets lose the most mournful cry. It was a haunting call... As she had not called this way since... Since my mother... My sisters... Silently, she took off leading me. We weaved in and out of the trees almost as one. What did she sense that I did not? Who had I lost this time? Oh Gods please don't let it be my son or Cheveyo... My hooves dug in deeper, desperate to find out what was wrong and who we had lost. Just please. Please don't let it be Brendan or Cheveyo. As we near the Edge, I think of stopping but sense Alanna was moving forward without hesitation so did I. It was as we came to the border, my heart sank. No, it was not my son or my love. It was no one that was blood family... But she was family none the less. "Amaris..." One of the two dragon girls, no longer a girl and very much grown up. She is half my age, in fact I remember her as a child. But it's who she is near that takes my breath away. Alanna howls in sorrow as it hits me. "No.. Oh gods no.." It's only then I see the other two around, and I hear the words of the spotted. "Justice" It is only then, I really look and see. My eyes turn from a dark mahogany to nearly black. "If this is justice, then you clearly do not belong among those of us who mourn." I dare not look at him. For if I do, I will not be responsible for what I do next. Alanna growls at my side, her own anger and sorrow equal to mine. "Talking" "Alanna speaks"  |
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
