The Lost Islands
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we could be strangers in the night


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

“Daughter…” Zevulun whispered with awestruck breath, looking at this little girl he and Avalon have brought into the world. He stepped close carefully, having never had any prior experience with foals. She seemed so small, so nimble – such a tiny thing. It was insane to think she would one day be grown. Zevulun wanted to treasure this moment, though, of meeting his daughter for the first time and how big and beautiful her eyes were, and how precious of a thing she was. A tear or two spilled from his eyes, but Zevulun did not hide them or stop to brush them away. How could he not be so overwhelmed with happiness and wonder that he didn’t cry to see his little girl?

He lowered his head to her level; his blue eyes filled with her, and breathed soft, warm breaths toward her with a rumbling, gentle nicker. “Hello little one,” he crooned gently, “I’m your father.” His heart soared to say those words. He was a father. Never before could Zevulun remember feeling this way; it was as if he were bursting at the seams with warmth inside like he’d never known. The only thing close to it he could imagine were the days he idly caught himself watching Avalon – what emotion filled him inside was somewhat comparable to this.

Love. This was love.

stallion of the bay
nephilim x aubrey; cremello splash snowcap

image (c) pacificnoir@da



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