Return to the stars

Priest · (This post was last modified: June 27, 2019, 10:04 AM by Priest.)

It took her aback, it seemed. He waited for the fear to strike, for her face to morph into the anxiety and her body to backpedal.
But she did not budge.

Her resilience would make her fall much more the sweeter.

“Predators have been known to take in small prey as children due to them losing their own, instincts kicking their maternal nature into mothering food items,“ calm baritones spilled freely to the innocent fae. It was true; his mother had told him plenty of the tales. Tigers taking in fawn, other wolves keeping baby rabbits-

“But I’m sure you know how terrible it is once those hormones run out, Alula.“

He didn’t have to hurt her now. He had the rest of his life to bring her closer, to show her the true meanings of existence in this plane, and exactly how despicable it could be. But he was much more complicated than that. And only the future could tell what would be in the end. Only the Ancestors could jurisdict the Divines and how their paths unfolded.

In the end, all they could do was let the cards fall where they may. [/color]