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that I must love a loathed enemy - Klaus - September 08, 2020
edit: before this
Morning's aurora brush those phantom fingers weave through Sagtannet's keep;
the aria of chittering bird-breast cast a fairy-tuned melody;
as the silverveil ventures close to his eisen's densite.
True, in the days he'd been kept to her breast; their interactions had been curt, and so brought to life was the subconcious uncomfort in his mind when he was next to her body.
They were never meant to be. The ruler was not his mother.
Taking pensive measure, step by step, does he approach the threshold of where her scent is strongest...
Astraeus' surveys the copse for those golden eyes, he'd know once his body felt ever so infinitesimal in their presence.
RE: that I must love a loathed enemy - Davri - October 19, 2020
A gilded stare does not rebound upon him, though there are eyes trailing in tandem with his march among the conifers.
A particular cluster of tamarack shrouds her; pressed to the dirt belly-first, sprawled in a manner unbecoming of a woman. Debris needles at her, though nothing stabs more-so than hunger.
The boy strides by. Perhaps he feels her sunken-eyed stare nagging at his shadow in the same vein.
RE: that I must love a loathed enemy - Klaus - October 25, 2020
gonna tag a PM @ nearing the end of this due to tresspassing rules!
edit: archiving! lmk if pp is unrealistic : )
edit: archiving! lmk if pp is unrealistic : )
Astraeus does not see the woman one with her tamarack, only continues on blinking rapidly for his not-mother. Silence, and a feral woman. She leaves eventually, probably high-tailed by a Sagtannet member, so he carries on.