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we could be strangers in the night
Posted on July 6, 2017 at 08:59:39 PM by zevulun

YOUR LOVE IS ALWAYS DANGEROUS
and now i'm lost in us

Every chance he got, Zevulun was swimming the channel of saltwater from Tinuvel to Crossing Isle. Autumn was crawling closer and soon Mariael warned him the seas would be too turbulent to leave their home. For an entire season (winter) he would be trapped in the caverns and unable to explore as other islanders could. If he did not love his home as fiercely as he did, Zevulun might have been sorrowful about this outcome. But, as it was, he only knew it meant he must take action now rather than later.

Plus, all this swimming was really getting him nicely toned. As he charged up the shoreline, saltwater falling from his pale, creamy figure, Zevulun tossed his head and pranced somewhat in place, imagining he surely struck a handsome figure. He blinked, glancing with bright blue eyes toward the shoreline and was momentarily disappointed to see there were no women lingering nearby to have witnessed the display. He sighed, tossing his head to flick wet strands of his mane from one side of the neck to the other, and began to move forward, increasing his gait until he was traveling at an ambling trot through the forest.

Zevulun turned his figure, marching for the Commons. Mariael had instructed him of his inability to force anyone into their home � as Queen only she held the true power to do such a thing � but his curiosity had the better of him. He slowed himself to a walk as he could see the open clearing through the trees, walking carefully enough that he could stop at the edge if he so chose.

However, that�s when Zevulun laid eyes on a mare � alone and beautiful. A mischievous little grin spread across his lips and he was off again, working his swim-weary legs and bursting into the clearing with a bellowing whinny. Though his eyes were bright and his ears were forward, not pinned, Zevulun still lowered his head and charged toward her. It were as if he were a colt mimicking the way stallions drove mares the way they wanted them to go � for he was certainly banking on his posture to drive her from the Commons, but he wasn�t being terribly aggressive about it. A light brightened in his eyes as he drew close, wondering if she was going to stand her ground and fight him off or play along and allow him to drive her away. If she agreed, he�d push her as far as the shoreline and stop.

stallion of the bay
nephilim x aubrey; cremello splash snowcap

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Replies:

a summer night down by the lake - By Avalon July 7, 2017 at 06:05:56 AM
- we could be strangers in the night - By zevulun July 12, 2017 at 00:50:26 AM
  - a summer night down by the lake - By Avalon July 12, 2017 at 04:49:11 AM
    - we could be strangers in the night - By zevulun July 12, 2017 at 06:30:38 AM
      - a summer night down by the lake - By Avalon July 12, 2017 at 09:37:34 AM
        
        we could be strangers in the night - By zevulun July 14, 2017 at 06:07:57 AM
        
        a summer night down by the lake - By Avalon July 15, 2017 at 04:38:16 AM
        
        we could be strangers in the night - By zevulun July 17, 2017 at 11:28:52 PM
        
        a summer night down by the lake - By Avalon July 21, 2017 at 07:38:21 AM
        
        we could be strangers in the night - By zevulun July 24, 2017 at 10:53:50 PM

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