In The Midnight Hour

[PRIVATE] In The Midnight Hour

Thranduil the Laurelin Posts: 598

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 11 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 hh :: Eight HP: 77 | Buff: ENDURE

Haldir :: Common Cerndyr :: Dark Mist Hawk

09-05-2015, 04:16 PM

Stares go unnoticed in the dark of the night. What did he care to be gawked at? It seemed like such a natural thing. So not unusual. He was the golden, a shining stallion in his prime. So you’ll excuse him for not caring much as she tried and failed to look at him secretively. He didn’t return the favor either. His neck already ached, and his mind was almost turned off.

She speaks and her sweet soft voice comes into the night like a natural song. Harks pick up and spin to her but those earth eyes under his white locks remain looking forward at the still night. “Indeed.” Then he gives a sort of haunty laugh, and slips out like a tease. “The Lady Moon rarely allows any less.” The Goddess of the Moon was a beautiful lady, even covered in the blood of the murders she made, and it seemed impossible that she would allow anything less in her domain of night. It was indeed laughable.

Why had he thought of her? It had been so long since he had. Wait. Earth eyes look up at the sky where the moon hung so naturally. She was back? Harks tense back for a moment. Today revealed the gods had been busy, very busy. Had they restored her? The moon hanging above seemed to speak that they had. A long sigh wound its way out. He couldn’t hold the thought longer. His whole senses too tired to keep on the thought or plan.

The woman speaks up again anyway. This time he looks to her. Her features coming in as pleasing, but ragged. He looks at her with a weariness boarding pity, but it was too distant to tell. “Is it?” It comes not in sarcasm, but in actual question. As if he hadn’t really noticed. He shifts his body with a slight grimace, trying to ease the weight off his front limb. When he sighs out in ease and looks to the side at her again, he speaks up. “What is your name?” It merges with the exhale, slipping out in the soft of evening.

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