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Posted on April 23, 2012 at 08:22:08 PM by El Aran
It did not surprise the seer to hear her partner’s name fall from the lips of the dark mare. Encantador had a way with quiet mares. He seemed to attract the meek, the humble, the pliable. Underneath all of that, though, was always some hidden fire, some tempered passion that rose on occasion to burn those who threatened their family. El Aran did not doubt that this mare, too, had some as-of-yet unseen spirit that would flare up and singe the skin of an aggressor with more heat than the sun. She looked forward to meeting that spirit. "I am El Aran," she replied. "Welcome to the desert." She tipped her chin, cocking her head to peer at Sova with one eye. She looked thinner than was healthy and the chapped skin of her mouth was not lost on the black mare. El Aran’s first few days back in the unforgiving climate of the desert had sucked all of the moisture out of her sensitive lips, and more than once she ha tasted blood as they cracked. Eating had been unpleasant. It was a familiar nuisance, one she had endured without comment and as she readjusted to life among the sun and sand she grew used to the dryness and the heat and eventually her appetite returned. She did not doubt the same sort of pattern would occur for Sova. Shifting her weight in the water, El Aran turned her gaze away from her companion. The sands surrounding them gave off waves of heat. It was so good to be home. Twisting an ear at Sova, the black mare asked, "How did you come across Encantador?" Aşk's eighth eye
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- Moth wings & dusty books. - By sova April 27, 2012 at 03:34:18 AM
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