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03-10-2014, 02:50 PM
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A M P E R E
"Any existence deprived of freedom is a kind of death" -- Michel Aoun He is kind with her hope, gently placing it upon his shoulders as they wander along the pathways of this ancient place, each enjoying the company of the other even if their reasons vary. It is a nicety not often afforded in life, particularly with the distance in their ages. Rather than lord his wisdom over Ampere he chooses to treat her as an equal, sharing her wonder, her curiosity, her confusion in this underground world. She may not fully realize it yet, but she owes him her gratitude if only for his gentle handling. Quilyan begins to descend into the runes, leaving Ampere to watch in a sort of awe as he works, his thoughts tumbling freely off his tongue, the tone so low Ampere hastens after him to listen and learn. She nearly bumps into him at one point, their skin so close she can feel the electricity humming between them. He speaks of a god descending, an event she hadn't heard of and at once her ears perk. Her lips purse with another question, but she slaps them shut as he continues to talk, his speed increasing as he seems to be on to something. Their hooves click and clack over the stone, their manes whispering in the dark. Its an intimate ordeal. Ampere stands near him, trying to follow his gaze as he turns it from fountain to wall and back again. She steps to the side, into him, his hide warm in comparison to the cool atmosphere of the caves. She notices, but it is lost to her as she stares into the runes, gaze squinting as though it might help her make sense of them. The figures and lines danced in her mind, their patterns confusing, but there were patterns, as pointed out by Quilyan. "Yes," she agrees after a moment, stepping towards the fountain, the absence of his touch a sudden ache of cold. "Yes I see what you mean!" she exclaims, a thrill running through her and leaving her breathless. She gasps, her wings extending in joy before sliding sloppily back against her sides. Her head turned over her shoulders, a grin beaming out at Quilyan. "You're so smart, I would never have made that connection" She mused for a moment then, humming as she looked at the runes and the fountain. "What did the Earth God say about this fountain? It cures the wraiths?" |
Coding by Tamme
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