Eik had never been a particularly proud man, until he fell in love and someone told him that love would ruin everything. Oh, how pride reared up in him then! How his blood raged hot with disbelief and indignation. How it hurt to look at her, that woman of fire who signed her messages with the word love only to turn around and tear those four letters apart with her teeth.
"I am glad to see you, Eik."
He expected to only be angry, but when he sees her the first thing he feels is relief. Without thinking he steps closer until he can reach out to press his nose against the delicate skin of her neck. For all that has passed between them, she still smells the same as she did that first morning they met, eyes heavy with sleeplessness and hearts unknowing of the paths before them.
"Moira Tonnerre," he rumbles into her skin. He almost steps closer but there's still a wall between them that he is not ready to knock down (he feels her anger pulsing in his mind, as sure as he can feel her blood coursing beneath her skin) and so after a moment he draws away uncertainly. Over the ocean rain falls, fat and heavy and dark with shoot, and angry waves rise.
He does not need to look at Isra to know she's here, and she's willing to die fighting for her kingdom, and he prays to whatever god may be listening that this is not another new fight, this is not a new war. He closes his eye and prays for Asterion and Moira, Seraphina and Bexley and O, Teiran and Toro and the list goes on, folded up into in a single, humble word-- please--
and when he opens his eyes there is a bridge that stretches out across the water. Horses begin to step onto it, uncertain.
The unknown lies before them, inviting in a wicked way. Home lies behind. "Where are you going?" He asks, chest tight. I will follow, goes unspoken. Because wall or no wall, this is no time to be alone.
however many holes are in you,
E I K
there's room for another
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STAFF EDIT***
@Eikhas rolled a 4! He has been awarded +100 signos.
Time makes fools of us all
