Wild Berry Meadow you can't wake up; this is not a dream
those whom life does not cure, death will.
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he thought of relmyna as he clambered the nameless rise outside of blackfeather. he thought of their meeting, and of the sharp turquoise of her eyes. he thought of her still as he made his way downhill and pebbles clattered with him.

a pained cry sounded overhead and he froze in his tracks. a whimper followed. his ears turned slowly atop his thin head and he turned for the shaded bosk with curious steps. she was easy enough to detect, a feminine form hunched over a prone wrist. iliksis noted the charred umber of her coat and the intermittent splotches of brown. her muzzle was twisted by pain.

he said nothing as he came closer. each whimper she uttered stirred something in him that was baseless and ugly and he smothered it each time it reared its blackened head. he would not give in yet despite wanting to. his expression molded into one of feigned concern as he broke the shadow-line and stepped into her view.
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you can't wake up; this is not a dream - by Zada - January 31, 2018, 02:43 PM
RE: you can't wake up; this is not a dream - by Iliksis - January 31, 2018, 06:40 PM
RE: you can't wake up; this is not a dream - by Iliksis - February 24, 2018, 08:20 PM