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each day death crawls into my body:







the flesh must daily be crucified.

Bahadır



He lifts his head as her voice fills the space between them, and her words are those of understanding and not anger. He can fill the flicker of determination in his soul, as if her very words breath it back into him. We need your strength. Yes, they did. He could not leave them to sulk and himself away in the desert. "I feel it returning, Golden. You are wise counsel," he says aloud thoughtfully. He will always remember his mothers words of wisdom. "Always seek out wise counsel, and when you find it... keep it close." His dark eyes settle on Golden, she is indeed the wise counsel his mother spoke of.

A smirk pulls at his lips as she admits that they would soon be hearing from Shaydowfax. She is not one to keep quiet. And he fears she will come into the Dunes with anger and wrath behind her. "Ah, how correct you are," he feels a chuckle in his throat and then it on his lips. It is soft and barely audible, but it is there.

And then it is her turn to laugh, as she admits that she is not angry and then she steps closer to him. A shiver runs the length of his spine as she breaths on his neck. He turns his dark eyes on her as he in return dares to reach across to touch her neck. Her scent is sweet and aromatic as it wafts into his nostrils. He lets his muzzle rest on her soft neck, before stepping closer to wrap his neck around her withers in an embrace. "Thank you, Golden," he whispers into the still air.

She has shown him kindness and understanding. And he will repay her with kindness, love and understanding... that is his way.


Egyptian Arabian Mutt - Bay Rabicano - 14.3 hh - Orhan x A'idah

Desert Bred Sultan of the Dunes






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