Broken Antler Fen not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
those whom life does not cure, death will.
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along the rim of the world the last of the day's fire saw its extinction in a brilliant glow of hellish orange and muted red. iliksis was unaware of the beauty of nightfall's quick cover, his gaze instead focused on the lone figure that strode out on a glassed-over lake.

it pleased him when he realized he knew the figure - her fur was more vibrant than the colorful chorus of a thousand stifled sun-falls -- against the blueish streak of ice and snow she stood out like a lonesome flame, a searing wisp of color.

he made towards her then with no hesitance in his step, moving from cover at a predatory trot. she would see him, surely, for he strode in plain view - in the last several hundred meters he would break into a headlong gallop, muzzle low to the ground and hungry eyes focused on her inviting flesh.
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not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree - by Anatha - February 19, 2018, 09:00 PM
RE: not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree - by Iliksis - February 19, 2018, 09:12 PM