Many wolves looking for relaxation come to Blossom Field. A gentle breeze vibrating the blossoming flowers is quite a sight to see and it is quite a favourite for wolves to come with their mates.
A recent fire has ruined the scenery, half the field covered with soot and marked with scars of the flames. The other half is untouched, however.
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Posted on January 4, 2016 at 01:42:29 PM by Akuji
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I won’t give up until I destroy you all. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Words could never describe the monster that ripped my friends and only known family member out of my life. Akuji started chuckling again, though this time he truly was amused. Though Horizon had just claimed that there were no words to describe it, his brief sentence described Akuji’s father exactly. A monster. Horizon continued to speak and as he did, Akuji lazily laid down upon the ground, lolling back on the ground, moving down onto his side. My mother was my keeper and my sire was my worst enemy. He could never be a father to me. Akuji nodded his head, wondering briefly if he was daydreaming. Everything that this hessian was saying so closely mimicked his own thoughts, feelings, and past that he had difficulty thinking that this was really him having another psychotic break. Was this his demon that he was actually talking to? Was he spending time with himself, seeing his innermost thoughts and feelings? Or was the brute actually real flesh and blood, another kalak who had gone through everything that Akuji had gone through himself. Was this brute familiar because he was truly Akuji? No… there were too many differences. Why then was he so familiar? I’m Horizon, by the way. And you are? Akuji’s closed lids snapped open and within a second he was up, on his paws once again. His spine rose until his hackles were fully extended and his limbs stiffened. Lips rose into a dangerous curl as memories flooded back to him clearly, memories that he had always sought to ignore or destroy… for any memory that had even a trace of his father was one that he hated. It was one that he feared. It was one that he wished to get rid of. A deep, guttural growl rumbled from his chest and his muds flashed, never once taking his eyes off of Horizon. “Did he send you?” His auds flickered, searching for sounds of approaching footfalls of soldiers that would pull him to the ground and kill him. Of the voice that haunted his dreams. Of the voice of his demon. “Farant! DID HE SEND YOU!” Memories of Akuji - beaten, broken on the ground with Farant, his father standing over him. And there, in the corner, was another little boy. Akuji's playmate until he was taken. Horizon. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
Replies:
- can you save my bastard s o u l - By Horizon January 4, 2016 at 08:13:59 PM
What doesn't kill me......Makes me stronger - By Akuji January 5, 2016 at 00:13:30 AM
can you save my bastard s o u l - By Horizon January 10, 2016 at 06:42:50 PM
What doesn't kill me......Makes me stronger - By Akuji January 10, 2016 at 10:35:27 PM
can you save my bastard s o u l - By Horizon January 13, 2016 at 04:08:49 AM
What doesn't kill me......Makes me stronger - By Akuji January 18, 2016 at 03:55:44 PM
can you save my bastard s o u l - By Horizon January 19, 2016 at 01:37:12 AM
What doesn't kill me......Makes Me Stronger - By Akuji January 19, 2016 at 12:43:21 PM
can you save my bastard s o u l - By Horizon January 22, 2016 at 00:19:08 AM
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