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07-11-2013, 06:05 PM
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A d r i x a u r a
hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die,then life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.
Adrixaura was smart enough to always keep her attention full for everyone, and hearing Sol's rythmic beat coming towards her let her sheilds fall like curtained veils and soothed her mind. A single smile sweeps across her face, black mane following in the winds towards the sea before her as the golden stallion arrived. Sol was known to have a special spot in the mare's soul, and just around him, she wasn't the Devil's Advocate. No, her love wouldn't know her as that, only as Aura. Aura, her special name that he'd given her. "Sol, my love. I missed you in this weary days. Time seems broken, and I wonder if this is a piece of home returning to us. Tell me, please, do you ever take the sadden time to sit back and think of home? How things were? I'll never say I'll miss Kanai, but I miss Myrsk and how the world worked there." Every molecule of her pale blue eyes remained locked upon him, and as his body pressed against her to lie with her in the sands, her embrace went to him. Even the smallest of touches from the stallion were welcomed. Here was a girl, who fell in love with a man who she probably should of never met. They existed as Ebony and Ivory, but she fell for him in every way when others did the same for her. There had been the times when she wondered what made Sol so special, but fuck that. He was here, not going anywhere as long as she had her way, and she was in love. Her head stayed ever close to him, before slipping down to meet his chest. One white ear moved to hear the insides of his chest, asking for an unique heartbeat to remind her that this wasn't just a dream. "Love, I want to know something. Tell me the truth, please. Later on in life, when Sikeax is just a bit older, and the Assassins happen to be a bit more sure of everything, do you think our own personal child could be brought here? Never now, no, every breathing moment I worry for my, excuse me, our daughter, worrying that she is safe and minds her manners. If we're lucky, she might end up better than ourselves. " At her last comment, a soft laugh falls from her. The sea acts to laugh at her comment, seeming as if it might be in on the joke. 'Haha, nice one Miss Adri. are the words it seems to say. For a moment, she has a ping of sadness. The voice seems like something that Onsoun might of said when he had kindness, or maybe just Kandra, Onsoun's companion. In her times of childhood that seemed so shortlived, Kandra was always more welcome than Keitre was, almost as welcome as Myrsk was. Steady sound of his heartbeat still in her ears, she soothes herself a bit more. Inside, she begs life never to spoil this moment. No, please god no. OOC: You woke me up at three a.m. for this and only got it till now. Now, please quit calling me a butt face. D: |
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