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perfect machine - Aelius - October 31, 2024
He ran.
Through field and mountain, he did not stop, his paws eating up the stubble ground with every labouring stride. In his wake, blood smeared the earth, his paws dried and cracked from the relentless race. The Southern sun beat down on him with Father Fire's wrath.
Rain never came; relief disappeared with his name.
When Aelius' finally collapsed, he found himself sinking into a near waterless expanse. A single stream trickled through the midst of the barren land. He dragged himself towards it, but stopped short, nose hovering just above the waterline.
He had left, and no one had followed.
Dammit, Acheron!he struck the water with anger,
dammit, Athena!
This wasn't how it was supposed to end! He could still feel his brother's face against him, turned away as their father moved them about a board of his own making. He was nameless now; @Faceless. But they were all pawns to him, weren't they? And now his brother would die in the Grove, just as he would die here with the gilded rays of the setting sun.
Shadows darkened his yellow eyes.
He dipped his head, and drank.
RE: perfect machine - Faceless - October 31, 2024
He was just a boy with nothing worth stealing; just another lost soul wandering this desert, no fit companion for a faceless girl. Yet she watched him.
His eyes were a pretty gold, like a memory she sometimes fought to recall in full. It never would come to her — but seeing him was almost the same. Maybe that was what led her to slink from the shadows cautious and catlike. The girl's jade eyes fixed to him as she moved, aware of every small gesture he made, each breath he took.
Just a boy with nothing save the fur upon his back. Not so unlike her. Worthless, then.
Why bother with him at all?
RE: perfect machine - Aelius - October 31, 2024
He had company.
He felt her before he saw her, haunted eyes scoring his face. She moved about him like a vulture over the hunt, but he had no prey to give, and vultures always hungered. Aelius watched her through narrowed eyes, but didn't move from where he lay on the riverbank. His breaths had finally stilled to something more akin to normal - but what was normal anymore?
If you're here to kill me,he rasped,
don't waste your time looking.
Father had told him this land was full of heathens. Aelius wanted the girl to prove him wrong. Yet she looked like a reaper herself, as though time never touched her. Maybe the desert had finally stolen his mind. Aelius' eyes flashed with challenge nonetheless for her to defy him, even as he turned his neck for the taking.