December 17, 2016, 11:06 PM
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The call from the haggard and spindly brute was something of a surprise. Having stationed himself outside of the stone den to keep a watchful eye on his new children, the Leviathan thought for a moment that he was imagining the summons. With furrowed brows and a glance in the direction of Murgash’s voice, he drew his crown upward and struggled with the internal debate of leaving his spot in the sands or remaining there to guard his kin. Muses was inside nursing the pups and tending to their wellbeing. Doe had been quite the savior in keeping them watched and nursed when they needed it – he could not have been happier.
An indignant huff fell from leathery lips as the wraith rose and shook the granules from his pelt. His pace was almost leisurely; Skellige trekked across the bay with a swaying leonine grace. A chilling breeze tousled his coat and left his flesh feeling rigid and alert. He shuddered and picked up his pace until Murgash was caught in his sights – accompanied by an unfamiliar figure. The titan immediately stiffened and frowned. He closed the distance between them and squinted at Murgash. “What’s this?” he inquired with a gruff baritone, gesturing toward the child in the sands. His dark eyes roamed over her figure with moderate distaste.
With the new birth of his children and the arrival of Doe and Szymon’s pups, he had nearly forgotten the task he’d set his subordinates on. Skellige had asked for children (of the wayward variety), and it was Murgash who had produced. What an unexpected turn of events.
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The call from the haggard and spindly brute was something of a surprise. Having stationed himself outside of the stone den to keep a watchful eye on his new children, the Leviathan thought for a moment that he was imagining the summons. With furrowed brows and a glance in the direction of Murgash’s voice, he drew his crown upward and struggled with the internal debate of leaving his spot in the sands or remaining there to guard his kin. Muses was inside nursing the pups and tending to their wellbeing. Doe had been quite the savior in keeping them watched and nursed when they needed it – he could not have been happier.
An indignant huff fell from leathery lips as the wraith rose and shook the granules from his pelt. His pace was almost leisurely; Skellige trekked across the bay with a swaying leonine grace. A chilling breeze tousled his coat and left his flesh feeling rigid and alert. He shuddered and picked up his pace until Murgash was caught in his sights – accompanied by an unfamiliar figure. The titan immediately stiffened and frowned. He closed the distance between them and squinted at Murgash. “What’s this?” he inquired with a gruff baritone, gesturing toward the child in the sands. His dark eyes roamed over her figure with moderate distaste.
With the new birth of his children and the arrival of Doe and Szymon’s pups, he had nearly forgotten the task he’d set his subordinates on. Skellige had asked for children (of the wayward variety), and it was Murgash who had produced. What an unexpected turn of events.
what would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark?
it would be like sleep without dreams
it would be like sleep without dreams
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We read the wind and the sky - by Prialux - December 17, 2016, 08:47 PM
RE: We read the wind and the sky - by Murgash - December 17, 2016, 10:30 PM
RE: We read the wind and the sky - by Skellige - December 17, 2016, 11:06 PM
RE: We read the wind and the sky - by Prialux - December 17, 2016, 11:18 PM
RE: We read the wind and the sky - by Murgash - December 20, 2016, 07:13 PM