The Lost Islands
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i dream in phosphorescence

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Hot salt-laced air whirled between the two males, sending the locks of Helios' cream mane up in a frenzy. Adrenaline leaked into the compact stallion's veins, sending his heart into a pounding fervor as the behemoth stalked closer. As the distance decreased with every step of Lucifer's bulky frame, the russet male refused to back down, to quail before his long-time foe. Determination steeled him, holding him to the spot as they stood face-to-face.

Muscles grew taut in the lean male's frame as he anticipated an attack on Lucifer's part; his mild interest could be a trick to come close enough to land a blow. Primed to dodge or dart forward with an attack of his own, Helios met the crimson gaze of the black evenly, undaunted. "If peace is what you would have of me, it will not be a waste. That I will promise."

Helios


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