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made by the lovely tamme |
[OPEN] fly away, little bird
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01-03-2015, 09:00 PM
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
The pair had come back to the Rotunda for much needed rest, their young bodies having travelled the far reaches of Helovia in an attempt to gather the most information they could in regards to the rampant murders. Their meeting with Ophelia had been quite fruitful. She had given them a great heap of information that they would need to recall for Reginald and the others, upon their next meeting. Abraham had hoped his brother would be at the Rotunda, but when the darkling prince arrived in the dead of night, there was no horse life to be found. After Gwyn surveyed their area well, the pair finally slept. They went undisturbed for quite some time before, finally, when the sun was clear in the late spring sky, Abraham's ears began to twitch.
The hybrid lifted his massive head, eyes drifting open groggily from the threshold of sleep, trying to find focus in the bright light that filtered down through the canopy of the trees. Gwyn was still asleep, curled in a tight dragon-ball on her bonded's croup. Abraham disturbed her mentally, rousing her to the day. Her small, white head lifted in turn and her fiery eyes found purchase on a stranger. Instantly, the reptilian bitch was stimulated to life, and she jumped to attention. Wait. Abraham commanded, watching the winged creature as it stepped through the sheets that covered the sides of the old structure. Gwyneverre, in all her glory, ready to abolish a threatening being, perched on Abraham's black back, claws twitching to display her readiness. Go. Abraham commanded silently, and his white companion took to the skies to glide around to the other side of the Rotunda. Abraham willed her to stay out of the eyesight of the pegasus, as he moved his growing, but already behemoth, figure out of the shadows and climbed the stairs of his structure.
"Speak your purpose here, stranger." Abraham's voice was gruff, his temper short from being awoken so suddenly from his slumber. He was in no mood to play games today, and as he moved in under the curtains, behind the pegasus female, he turned his body to walk around the left of the Rotunda's wall, lowering his crowned head some and sizing up the girl before him. Holy water cannot help you now Thousand armies couldn't keep me out I don't want your money I don't want your crown See I've come to burn your kingdom down pixel by tamme | |||||||||||
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