The uncommon tongue

[PRIVATE] The uncommon tongue

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Dragon's Throat Alchemist atk: 7.0 | def: 10 | dam: 4.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.2 :: 2 HP: 72.5 |

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#11

07-14-2016, 06:30 PM

”Akka anha zhilak yera, ave.” Tae whispered into her father’s chest, relieved that he didn’t seem angry with her, but also ashamed of that fact. How could her father be so big? Not just the size of his body, but of his soul? How could he take in all of her problems and wash them away, when he had so many of his own to deal with? As if to compliment this line of thinking, his fire bathed her in its healing light. She felt the weakness of her knees suddenly depart, the tension in her back and neck relax, and her head and eyes felt clear and unencumbered.

”Yer jilat.” She agreed as she wiped her eyes with her own wings, before pulling back from him. There was a lot of family around … well, not all of them were around, but certainly they existed. And the Throat was her family too, was that not what Father was always saying? Tae bobbed her head, standing on her own now and peering up at her Father with love and respect.

”Fini tat anha tat ajjin?” She asked, now completely complacent with the childlike quality of her voice. That was what she was after all, and she needed nothing more than the evidence of the past few moments to prove it. She understood now, looking up at her Father, just how much she had to learn about the world, and just how wise her Khal really was. Gaucho had not broken under the weight of Ampere’s disappearance as she had (though if she knew about he and Nyx, she might have thought differently). What was it that he would tell her to do now?

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