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07-09-2017, 04:39 PM
HOLD MY HAND AGAINST THE NIGHT
SHOW ME ALL THE DEMONS LEFT TO FIGHT:
SHOW ME ALL THE DEMONS LEFT TO FIGHT:
The once child cannot do much to sate the tiny threads of fear that coil within. A different kind of fear, estranged from the plummeting heights of the heavens – or the thrill of adventuring on; it was a fear Ru felt convinced she could not be released from.
She barely catches the nicker that rides along the wind. Lifting her head with a small creak from her neck, eyes taking in Lyanna’s spry form.
A smile curls against her maw. Small, albeit shining with a sense of warmth for her friend, while the rest of the world scrambles to reconcile with everything and everyone they hold dear. Strangely, the Edge appears and feels hollow – ruined without her mists to unveil a sickly land. But as Lyanna extends her nose, Ru begins to recall the other love she had discovered on these plains.
It is a gentle love, a soothing presence for which she extends her muzzle to Lyanna with a sigh of relief. Nudging her neck, and inhaling her scent to recall what brought her to these lands. In search of purpose and meaning. Ru’s eyes glitter when she hears her name, tangible, dancing for a moment within the voice it exits out of. Offering a quiet coo.
She looks back to the ocean, and the horizon that glitters – blinding those who stare for too long – as the sun reflects from the terrible waves below. She tosses her head in its direction several times, letting out minute grunts with each nod.
Unfurling her wings, she brushes their tips against Lyanna as she starts towards the cliff. Embracing the wind, the once-child looks back with a teasing – nearly forlorn grin.
‘Come with me,’ she wanted to say. Before plunging into the nothingness, the air, the in between that separated mortals from gods, and the living from the dead. The heavens from the earth, and the living from their graves.
Ru leapt from the edge, fell momentarily before her outstretched wings plunged and pulled her higher into the air. She cried out to her friend, as if to follow her if she would. The young warrior did not recall ever having the chance to play with her friend in the air.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
@Lyanna <3
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