10-07-2021, 04:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-09-2021, 03:41 PM by Daighre. Edited 4 times in total.)
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Set shortly after this thread. Daighre thinks he is being followed.
The sun had started to set.
And the oppressive heat remained.
Shimmering, and glimmering.
Heavy.
But mostly?
Mostly, it was dry, and stiff.
And yet, he walked.
Slow, steady.
Sand kicked up in his wake.
Walking, his posture low. Head carried low between his shoulders and in line with his spine. Shoulders loose, rolling.
Until—
He heard something.
And froze.
His hackles raised and bristling.
“I told you,” he started, quiet but loud enough to be heard, not yet turning around, “to leave.” Lips twitching. Body tense. Teeth wanting to be revealed.
To kill herself.
To die.
To leave him alone.
They were all the same thing, weren’t they?
And the oppressive heat remained.
Shimmering, and glimmering.
Heavy.
But mostly?
Mostly, it was dry, and stiff.
And yet, he walked.
Slow, steady.
Sand kicked up in his wake.
Walking, his posture low. Head carried low between his shoulders and in line with his spine. Shoulders loose, rolling.
Until—
He heard something.
And froze.
His hackles raised and bristling.
“I told you,” he started, quiet but loud enough to be heard, not yet turning around, “to leave.” Lips twitching. Body tense. Teeth wanting to be revealed.
To kill herself.
To die.
To leave him alone.
They were all the same thing, weren’t they?
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