Aries lingered as a phantom might; soundless in excursion, minacious in character.
The afternoon was as any summer hour, and the man's stomach had begun to empty. Even a soldier swathed in ambiguity must soon eat to retain the bulk of his weight for abhorrence that his strength should ever fail him - it was this thought in mind that led his trek upwards through the flatlands, in pursuit of viable prey, a meal to satiate the augmenting hunger. When his task had been accomplished, with daunting dignity had he weaved amongst the meadow's vegitation, until the passing of a figure had averted his glacial gaze.
Vigilance anchored them within view. She harvested berries from the undergrowth with couth elegance, finessed in her caution. Idly, harboured with oncoming boredom, the Svartell simply began to observe.
Still, though, he remained wordless.
The afternoon was as any summer hour, and the man's stomach had begun to empty. Even a soldier swathed in ambiguity must soon eat to retain the bulk of his weight for abhorrence that his strength should ever fail him - it was this thought in mind that led his trek upwards through the flatlands, in pursuit of viable prey, a meal to satiate the augmenting hunger. When his task had been accomplished, with daunting dignity had he weaved amongst the meadow's vegitation, until the passing of a figure had averted his glacial gaze.
Vigilance anchored them within view. She harvested berries from the undergrowth with couth elegance, finessed in her caution. Idly, harboured with oncoming boredom, the Svartell simply began to observe.
Still, though, he remained wordless.
If I cannot bend Heaven,
I will raise Hell.
I will raise Hell.
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in den Weiden werden unsere Träume klingen - by Will-o'-the-wisp - July 12, 2020, 12:56 PM
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