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[OPEN] Chance [Challenge watching]

Aelin Posts: 67
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Aelin

Is it because my life is ten shades of grey,
I pray all ten fade away.

The burst of flame was, as usual, the sign that her father had entered battle. Ever the dutiful daughter she had rushed to where the flames had burned, wanting to make sure Gaucho was okay. That whoever his opponent was, her daddy would walk away from the conflict. So each time she'd seen the starts of battles, she would wait, wait on the sidelines for her father to come home. She'd glided over the golden sands wings fully extended, eyes searching for her father. Although she had a pretty good idea - i.e. the raging fires. Her hooves graced the sands of her homeland shore, avoiding the still cold waters. Mixed eyes sought out the dun and black colours whirred in flames that descending from the skies, powerful, mighty and imposing. The sandy princess smiled as her eyes found the distant figure of her father, for now at least, he was well. Should much harm come to him she would be able to find a healer for him the moment it happened.

The flash of gold that decorated the darker and smaller figure caught her eye. Then she studied the body that danced away from her father's flames. The fur built to insulate against the cold, and the golden horn atop his brow. The boy she'd found in a cave, the boy who'd stranded himself in the arctic and she'd stumbled onto him. Rikyn.

No.
NO.

The boy's proud words managed to be heard, despite the ringing in her ears. The sounds of her blood rushing, her heart pummelling against her ribs.
"No." The girl barely managed to mouth the words, the sound was lost to the winds before her own ears had a chance to hear her plea. A startled gasp escaped her chops as her hooves touched the frozen sea waters, the chill instantly climbing up her legs. The boy had been right - she was made to be dressed in silks and bathe comfortably in the sun. He was made for the cold, to be rugged up in furs and hidden away from the frozen bite.

Rikyn, what the hell was he thinking? Why the hell was he fighting back?
"RUN YOU IDIOT!" Aelin's scream was carried over by the water. Her father was going to put him on a spike and roast him until he was crispy. Pretending to be brave while seriously hurt was one thing...facing her father was futile and showed his naivety. "That imbecile." Now she was angry with him as well. If he wasn't a pile of smoking ash once her father had finished with him, he sure would be once she had her say! "That thick, brainless...simple headed boy!" The girl forced herself to watch as she paced along the shoreline, fury rolled off of her thickly, putrefying the air. Aelin wondered if the waves would also carry her fury to Rikyn, if he could sense just how much she was going to kill him.


I guess jealousy's the curse that the struggle inspires.

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Messages In This Thread
Chance [Challenge watching] - by Aelin - 05-01-2016, 07:53 AM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Gaucho - 05-13-2016, 11:24 AM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Aelin - 05-13-2016, 11:55 PM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Gaucho - 05-14-2016, 10:13 AM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Aelin - 05-14-2016, 07:07 PM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Gaucho - 05-15-2016, 09:54 AM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Aelin - 05-20-2016, 08:38 PM
RE: Chance [Challenge watching] - by Gaucho - 05-27-2016, 11:17 AM

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