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Bolverik
Can't be your superman
What had he become? How far had he fallen from glory? Many years he had spent wandering in the wilderness, unsure of himself or his purpose. He had been a prince, groomed for leadership, and his kingdom had been burned beneath his hooves. He was a King of Ash, of nothing. The very foundation of who he was shattered beneath his golden hooves and he became nothing. What was a king without his kingdom? His sole purpose had been to lead and protect, and that purpose was ripped away. In his youth, he called for revenge, wanting to kill those who took what was his - took his very soul. One had died beneath his hooves, and he remembered standing over that corpse with blood coating his hooves, horns and teeth while feeling nothing. Absolutely nothing. The satisfaction he craved never came and the sense of purpose never found its way into his heart. He felt empty. He had come here with his learned habits and training, assuming the position of pride and a king only to be summarily told to fuck off. His bastard half-sibling, Torleik, had earned more than he had - even the attentions of a ghostly warrior queen. How had the runt of the litter achieved so much when he, the golden one, fell so far? Angry, he had stormed into the woods, and now? Now his eyes were opened and he realized. Bolverik was nothing. He had to rebuild himself again from the ground up. The stallion looked down at the gold bangles hanging around his lion tail and gently pulled them from the tangled locks. With a flick of his head, he tossed them near a rock covered with vines. The green was everywhere - so much so that it blotted out the sky. He hadn't any idea of the hour in such a long time, and it was liberating. He grunted softly and wandered toward a pool of water, scrubbing the mud from his black and gold hide with his teeth and thinking about not what he was but who he wanted to be. Bolv had no idea... He had never been given a choice before. |
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But you're bound to bleed if I adore you
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