metaphor
It would be too much to ask for Metaphor to be left in the peace of his lover’s arms, hidden away in their home built for two. Their reunion, however sweet, would be shortlived. Though Metaphor hadn’t been here long, he’d already seen a darkness to Novus. Almost as quickly as he’d arrived, the peace of this place had been shattered. As he’d found his way back to the Night Court, the place which was destined to be his home, the red stallion had stumbled across a scene too gruesome to recount. Two members of the Dawn Court were dead, struck down by some sort of demon.He shuddered, remembering the look of their swollen bodies, left to rot in the sun. However much Metaphor had seen death, he was never truly prepared for it. The sight of decaying creatures still brought a twist to his stomach, made him want to turn away. And yet the healer knew that when terror wrapped itself around a place, he had a duty to step up. They both would, he remembered… for Katniss had mentioned that the queen Isra had called to her to lead their warriors. She would excel at such things. Thinking of it, Metaphor had to smile softly with pride… for though he wished she wouldn’t put herself in harm’s way, he knew all the same that it was something she needed to do. Honor was a mantle Katniss wore without question, and Metaphor would do the same in this new world.
The land seemed to shudder with anticipation, as Moira’s call reached the distant fringes of the Night Court, rousing the lovers to action. “Come, love…” he whispered to @
He is the first to heed her call, not so much from eagerness but from urgency. They would not know him, so he maintains a submissive sort of posture as he approaches the ruby Emissary. Nodding once to her, his voice is low and quiet as he offers a quiet question (and perhaps, news they would be surprised to hear amid the disappearance of their queen). “Is this about the murders… In Delumine?” Surely, such things would affect Denocte also… but little does Metaphor know that tonight’s travesty happened within their own walls.
None of them were safe from the building chaos.
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