Lone Star Mountain you are not the sound of cannons breaking the sky open
those whom life does not cure, death will.
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he had watched his uncle's procession with his captive for some time now. ocra had been in a sorry state when he first laid eyes upon her -- but now, she was somehow worse. between the spells of unconscious wandering and brief stints of lucidity, she was simply a husk -- hollowed out for ithrik's pleasure.

more than once iliksis had considered what he could do to her; the things he could shape her in. more than once he had kept his carnal thoughts at bay, thinking instead of relmyna.

one day he happened upon the wretch as she was in the process of sitting up. like some devious apparition he slithered down the rocky pass and coiled round her, his eyes hungry as he studied the ugly gashes on her frame. "ever feel like giving up?"
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RE: you are not the sound of cannons breaking the sky open - by Iliksis - April 05, 2018, 05:54 PM