Lost Creek Hollow inflexus

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this final culmination.

germanicus was reminded of the faceless men he had loved in distant youth, breathless tanglings while the centurion looked the other way. the event of hope blossoming in him, only to be stamped out again and again when he held that same body broken in his arms and felt part of himself die.

as he had risen in his brother's army, germanicus had spared himself the burden of love, save once for a fellow tribunus who had seen in the hardened eagle and equal.

and so once more his heart had come open and undone, and once more it had been broken when that selfsame man chose a wife with whom he might settle. it was their way, that of a proper roman man.

germanicus had not wanted only to be a liasion. it was the final moment which finally broke his strength in the army.

and now, with crowfeather in his embrace; he felt the galloping of the shadow's heart against his own as yellowpaint gaze descended toward the sungold gems set in the dark countenance of the beloved man.

the kiss, the tremulous whisper.

"i love you also."

and the time then for words passed them by. by turns frenzied, by turns gentle, always with breath mingling in amid the anticipated dance of their selves as one.

the eagle did not hide his voice, winding it around the sounds he meant to draw from crowfeather.

the rightness of their union, inked indelibly upon the very fibers of his spirit.