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01-03-2017, 08:41 PM
archibald
& loretta
Archibald knew the Spectral Marsh well, and until the massive herding toward the land the Dauntless did not think himself to ever go again. Curiosity bubbled within his breast as he followed some of the other Helovians. Before them stood a creature the Dauntless did not recognize. Inky ears twitched with curiosity, his tail twitching behind him. Loretta stood at his side, equally confused. He wants us to collect bones? She asked, amber eyes searching for her bonded's goldens. Yes. Archibald grunted mentally, eyes moving down to meet Loretta's. This doesn't feel right... The cur mentioned, taking a step back. Archibald did not respond, but instead moved toward @Roskuld .
"Who is this?" He asked her once he was close enough, his voice barely a whisper as be bent toward her ear. He did not say hello, or ask, "Hey, remember me?"--because he knew Roskuld did not need that. She was Ophelia's daughter, after all, and if he knew anything about the Amaranthine, it was that her memory was impeccable. Surely, the Time God and the Amaranthine produced a child with some semblance of that memory.
Sweet shadow taking hold of the light
Another day has been devoured
Another day has been devoured
I've been known for my hate,
but I'm a dealer of simple choices;
for me it's never too late.
please tag me
