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October 31, 2014, 12:58 AM
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Willowy legs moved with grace in spite of the frigid bite that accompanied the rolling waves. Eos breathed heavily in the salt air and brine, tasting the remains of autumn in the winds that rolled across the coast. The naiad would be grateful for the sea when the winter rolled in. The waves would keep some of the change at bay, at least until the snow became too heavy. Nonetheless, Eos was pleased to be beside the water once more. The length of her legs seemed to move with purpose when lapped at by the lingering waves. Her sea green gaze followed the coming and going of each stretch of water until she found herself longing for her home. Eos knew that there was nothing she could return to. Nothing remained of Karthas save for the tattered sands and battered trees. She had moved on to new horizons.
The length of her strides seemed to decrease until the trim creature came to a full halt. Her toes were buried in sand and the water rolled restlessly against her ankles, chilling her to the bone. There was a scent in the air that seemed not to belong. Lifting her narrow muzzle upwards, the sea-wolf drew her ears forward and narrowed her brows. Just ahead of her, a shadow flitted across the shore and moved upwards along the coast. The naiad tilted her head only slightly to the side in hopes that she might make out what seemed to be darting so quickly near the water, but she could not make out the shape. A heavy breath fell from her lips and she held her ground, wanting only to put distance between her and the creature.
There was a sound, much like wailing, forcing Eos to lift her skull upwards and toss her ears to their full height. As soon as it had struck the air, it seemed to vanish, leaving the waif-like creature to stand in confusion and alarm. Without warning, a gust of wind swept across the shore and whisked through her pelt, tugging at her flyaway mane teasingly before dying down to nothing more than a slow breeze. Suddenly, the water on her legs was causing bumps to rise along her flesh. Her sea green gaze was cast upwards in the direction of the dark figure, but there was nothing to see. With a slow breath outwards, Eos stepped out of the water and continued her walk along the shoreline, eyes trained ahead.
Willowy legs moved with grace in spite of the frigid bite that accompanied the rolling waves. Eos breathed heavily in the salt air and brine, tasting the remains of autumn in the winds that rolled across the coast. The naiad would be grateful for the sea when the winter rolled in. The waves would keep some of the change at bay, at least until the snow became too heavy. Nonetheless, Eos was pleased to be beside the water once more. The length of her legs seemed to move with purpose when lapped at by the lingering waves. Her sea green gaze followed the coming and going of each stretch of water until she found herself longing for her home. Eos knew that there was nothing she could return to. Nothing remained of Karthas save for the tattered sands and battered trees. She had moved on to new horizons.
The length of her strides seemed to decrease until the trim creature came to a full halt. Her toes were buried in sand and the water rolled restlessly against her ankles, chilling her to the bone. There was a scent in the air that seemed not to belong. Lifting her narrow muzzle upwards, the sea-wolf drew her ears forward and narrowed her brows. Just ahead of her, a shadow flitted across the shore and moved upwards along the coast. The naiad tilted her head only slightly to the side in hopes that she might make out what seemed to be darting so quickly near the water, but she could not make out the shape. A heavy breath fell from her lips and she held her ground, wanting only to put distance between her and the creature.
There was a sound, much like wailing, forcing Eos to lift her skull upwards and toss her ears to their full height. As soon as it had struck the air, it seemed to vanish, leaving the waif-like creature to stand in confusion and alarm. Without warning, a gust of wind swept across the shore and whisked through her pelt, tugging at her flyaway mane teasingly before dying down to nothing more than a slow breeze. Suddenly, the water on her legs was causing bumps to rise along her flesh. Her sea green gaze was cast upwards in the direction of the dark figure, but there was nothing to see. With a slow breath outwards, Eos stepped out of the water and continued her walk along the shoreline, eyes trained ahead.
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tea leaves - by Eos - October 31, 2014, 12:58 AM
RE: tea leaves - by Kaname - November 01, 2014, 10:18 PM
RE: tea leaves - by Eos - November 02, 2014, 12:17 AM
RE: tea leaves - by Kaname - November 02, 2014, 04:20 PM
RE: tea leaves - by Eos - November 17, 2014, 04:04 AM
RE: tea leaves - by Kaname - November 17, 2014, 09:58 PM
RE: tea leaves - by Eos - November 19, 2014, 12:37 AM
RE: tea leaves - by Kaname - November 23, 2014, 02:03 PM