Whether he titled himself as such or not - he was her king. Her king... her mind flickered across old memories, heart shuddering with the weight of those she'd loved in the past; where they had vanished, he had risen, like a pheonix from the ashes, to guide her and aid her in rebuilding a dream.
Shadewood Keep.
Everything about the name was perfect (it sounded so beautiful, and yet so secure), and her eyes glittered with gratitude as she passed her oceanic gaze between Cry and Phex. "Our home..." the empress repeated under her breath, a soft whisper of wonder, toying with the very idea in the depths of her mind; could it be, at last? The voice of Phex broke the carefully spun wheels of her thoughts, and she listened with a starstruck sliver of light pooling in the ripples of her stare. "It sounds wonderful," the snow nymph voiced, a warmth sliding off her tongue as enticing and gentle as hot chocolate on a bitter evening.
As the girl danced forward to embrace Gwen's scent, the ivory woman mirrored the gesture, reposeful smile focused on the one who'd chosen to accompany them on this journey. Oh, she was so terribly grateful! Even more than this, in pledging her loyalty to the dove and the assassin, she did not only become a friend but family. It would be no lie to state that she believed blood did not always equal family, just as family did not always equal blood - Phex was one of them, and for this Gwen moved only a fraction closer to touch her nose against the tan wolfess' shoulder; a gesture of respect and appreciation, before turning her attention once more to the darkly handsome features of Cry. "Yes... I can't wait to see."
Shadewood Keep.
Everything about the name was perfect (it sounded so beautiful, and yet so secure), and her eyes glittered with gratitude as she passed her oceanic gaze between Cry and Phex. "Our home..." the empress repeated under her breath, a soft whisper of wonder, toying with the very idea in the depths of her mind; could it be, at last? The voice of Phex broke the carefully spun wheels of her thoughts, and she listened with a starstruck sliver of light pooling in the ripples of her stare. "It sounds wonderful," the snow nymph voiced, a warmth sliding off her tongue as enticing and gentle as hot chocolate on a bitter evening.
As the girl danced forward to embrace Gwen's scent, the ivory woman mirrored the gesture, reposeful smile focused on the one who'd chosen to accompany them on this journey. Oh, she was so terribly grateful! Even more than this, in pledging her loyalty to the dove and the assassin, she did not only become a friend but family. It would be no lie to state that she believed blood did not always equal family, just as family did not always equal blood - Phex was one of them, and for this Gwen moved only a fraction closer to touch her nose against the tan wolfess' shoulder; a gesture of respect and appreciation, before turning her attention once more to the darkly handsome features of Cry. "Yes... I can't wait to see."
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there's frost on every window - by Gwen - December 07, 2018, 11:43 AM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Cry - December 07, 2018, 01:18 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Sacnite - December 07, 2018, 01:46 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Gwen - December 07, 2018, 04:12 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Cry - December 07, 2018, 05:06 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Sacnite - December 07, 2018, 05:40 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Gwen - December 08, 2018, 10:12 AM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Cry - December 08, 2018, 10:51 AM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Sacnite - December 08, 2018, 03:39 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Gwen - December 08, 2018, 04:27 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Cry - December 08, 2018, 04:53 PM
RE: there's frost on every window - by Sacnite - December 08, 2018, 05:03 PM