The Lost Islands
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turn the hourglass; voyager



CROMER


⬩ voyager ⬩

▻ roamer (x voyager) ◅


He had been so gentle. So kind. So patient. It had taken her time to settle her feet properly, to grow into the affection he had so easily given, had so readily offered. Her people were a pirate people, roving coastlines, strongest tossing the weak out of the way, cliques within the cliques - and even then the affection offered to others was limited to only those blood-bonded to you through adversity. You only had your chosen family, not your relations or your supposed friends to lean on.

Now, here she was. One night of passionate embrace so long seeming ago - and her belly was already nearly swinging as a pendulum. The chill of winter was hard to tolerate along the shoreline she used to love to walk - but in this clearing she’d once shared with him intimately, well, the morning sun was enough to bask in.

She stretches her neck up to the rising sunlight, black top soaking the sunshine down from the sky and warming her comfortably. At the same time, her brilliant fiery body beneath the pitch topline caught the rays and gave her a blazing appearance only further accentuated by the positively glowing white markings - two hourglasses and two white forelegs.


OF THE LUTHIEN FOREST

▻ mare - mutt - wild bay dun pangare splash sabino, gulastra plume - 14.3 hh ◅



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