Luneshale Pass Fingers Tearing Through the Ground
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It wasn't even like home.
Wasn't even like places not like home.
Wasn't familiarly unfamiliar. Not familiar at all. It wasn't even an enjoyable place, and her eyes riddled disgust when walking across the many rocky bits of shale on stilts, each paw lifting to flick off the muck that was hard ground. Moonlight didn't even love her right now. Shrouded in darkness for many moments, and trying to follow the stupid scent of a lone fellahin.
Hating every moment of this place and still marching through.

He was more of a tolerated criminal residence than a slave, but Legend wouldn't nip those words into existence, not when there wasn't need and it wasn't convenient to say. Wasn't need now, but as the days had scorched through the woman's mind, the man's sly smiles and sugary-sweet remarks started to really get on her nerves.

Maybe it was just missing the man, though.
Angry, even, that it seemed there were times that Machiavelli's scent could seem so strong right as an arrival was made. Avoiding her! After that room had been empty for so long and picking up dust in the manner of undisturbed bedsides and a lack of scent. Nothing up to par for Machi's standards. Oh, but that was because Machi had left and upon return, wouldn't even tell her where he had gone. He didn't have to, but it seemed it wasn't even a thought. Of course it was Legend who was left out of it! Of course it was Legend who didn't get told! Of course it was Legend who was avoided like a walking plague! And for what? Being busy? Bored? A lack of sex?

And all that anger stayed stirring in the steam of the woman's mind, and when those pretty white hairs of the man's sunken head finally came into sight, everything felt like it deflated. Legend's ears did like flopping rabbits. Behind a tall cactus, squinting as if she couldn't see him right no matter how much distance could ever be closed.

Demon to devil now.

Voice scratching as it broke through the still air, as if she had not spoken in a very, very long time.

Confused and lost.

"Machi?"
Messages In This Thread
Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - September 21, 2024, 12:00 AM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - October 23, 2024, 09:50 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - October 23, 2024, 10:14 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - October 24, 2024, 12:11 AM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - October 24, 2024, 12:58 AM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - October 25, 2024, 05:29 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - October 25, 2024, 05:55 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - October 30, 2024, 11:44 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - November 01, 2024, 01:41 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - November 09, 2024, 12:22 AM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - November 10, 2024, 02:15 PM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Legend - November 15, 2024, 02:35 AM
RE: Fingers Tearing Through the Ground - by Machiavelli - November 17, 2024, 10:00 PM