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~ where innocences burn in flames. -[Sio]
Posted on July 25, 2020 at 03:04:03 AM by Björn




I'm frozen to the bones, I am...




Siobhan, my queen... my lover.

His touch is tender and his words are soft on his whiskered lips. She is there. Vibrant, crimson against the dull colors of the Inlet. Her words of promise whisper around him and fade beneath the rush of the wind that pushes itself from the craggy mountain peaks. She is there within the shadows of the dark pine forest and beside the babbling mountain creeks.

She is there. And she haunts him.

-

He awakes with a start. His heart pounds wildly against his ribs and a cold sweat breaks out across his shoulders and along his spine. The world around him is shrouded in darkness. She is not there. His heart ceases its thunder as the realization begins to sink in. She is in the Ridge still. Perhaps, she waits for him to return for her... Perhaps. He pushes himself from beneath the boughs of the evergreen tree and toward the sea. He strides across the Inlet beneath the watchful eyes of the stars and a crescent moon.

He steps through the frothing and hissing waves, and pushes himself in to the ocean's embrace. His glacial eyes settle on the distant shadow of Atlantis. She is there.

Hooves find purchase against the sparkling white sands and his heart lurches in his chest. He pauses within the surf - it tugs and pulls at his feathered legs - his stomach rolls with anxiety and fear of the unknown. There were so many questions that linger in the back of his mind. What if... what if. He lingers only a breath longer before he swallows the lump that grows in his throat and presses himself through the waves.

As the sands beneath him harden, he halts and remains at the edge of the jungle. So much of his life was here...

"Papa! I found a friend!" Sigurðr exclaimed. His sons eye flashed with excitement as he proudly showed him who had found. Spotted Girl.

The memory flashes to the forefront of his mind and reminds him of the days before the War. The days when his son had first met Siobhan and then wanted to fight for her honor. To fight for the right to call her his own. His heart lurches in his chest. But so much had happened after that - the death of Osiris, the children's capture and then Siobhan; in the heat of the moment, taking Raider's life. He drops his glacial eyes to the sand at his hooves.

She is better off here... He can feel his courage falter and slip. He swallows the growing lump. Being a King meant that hard decisions had to be made - for their happiness not just for his. He clears his throat.

And releases a mournful call into the still midnight air.



Icelandic Mutt // 11 years old // 14.2 hh // Grullo Sabino // Stallion
Bera Konung of the Inlet

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