YOUR PRAYERS ARE POISON
your pleasure is pain
Residing in Terrastella , despite being a Vagabond , has become something of a worrisome spot . Would the members of the Court see him , and exile him ? Certainly , he resides with Elain almost constantly , refusing to venture out on his own into the Court unless necessary . But that's also a part of him that seems to be immensely intertwined with the woman . He knows she's strong , knows she's capable , but ever since she had grown with their child(ren?) , he had become an increasing presence over her .
Which is why when he stirs in their home and doesn't see her , there's a flicker of worry . ' She's strong , she's fine . She knows what she's doing , and she has Eomer and Cailerian as well . She also knows this place intricately , more than I do . ' Yet it doesn't stem the noxious feeling of worry that floods in his veins . He supposes it comes from his past ; the fear that he may lose her now that they've grown so close together . She isn't immortal , they haven't found a way to make her so just yet . It's become a near frantic fear at times in the back of his head .
For now , however , he merely makes his way around the Court , all twenty three hands tall and proud and terrifying to anyone that crosses his path . They mostly leave him alone , with some casting fearful glances his way , before he's off .
He doesn't find her within the Court itself , so stretching his wings and wandering the lands within Terrastella itself is the next best thing .
Flying is no longer awkward with four wings once you have thousands and thousands of years to get used to them . So he glides among the thermals like a dragon , twisting among the clouds and breathing in chilled air , all while keeping a lookout for her . With five eyes , it isn't difficult , but even he can't see in the dark . So as the sun drops , so too does he , his hooves brushing over the grasses of Susurro Fields before they hold his weight when he lands . He shakes off the condensation that had built up on his flight , wings tucking at his sides as he casts a glance toward the sunset , and sees a glimmer of light .
Following it , relief spills through him the moment he sees the familiar pale features and her companions , his body easing . " I was wondering where you went off to . " His voice rumbles softly , and he comes to her side , dropping his legs carefully and allowing two wings to open and rest over her in a shield of warmth in the cooling spring night . Protective as ever , he leans his head , nosing at her cheek and huffing soft chuckles . The worry is abated , for now .
Which is why when he stirs in their home and doesn't see her , there's a flicker of worry . ' She's strong , she's fine . She knows what she's doing , and she has Eomer and Cailerian as well . She also knows this place intricately , more than I do . ' Yet it doesn't stem the noxious feeling of worry that floods in his veins . He supposes it comes from his past ; the fear that he may lose her now that they've grown so close together . She isn't immortal , they haven't found a way to make her so just yet . It's become a near frantic fear at times in the back of his head .
For now , however , he merely makes his way around the Court , all twenty three hands tall and proud and terrifying to anyone that crosses his path . They mostly leave him alone , with some casting fearful glances his way , before he's off .
He doesn't find her within the Court itself , so stretching his wings and wandering the lands within Terrastella itself is the next best thing .
Flying is no longer awkward with four wings once you have thousands and thousands of years to get used to them . So he glides among the thermals like a dragon , twisting among the clouds and breathing in chilled air , all while keeping a lookout for her . With five eyes , it isn't difficult , but even he can't see in the dark . So as the sun drops , so too does he , his hooves brushing over the grasses of Susurro Fields before they hold his weight when he lands . He shakes off the condensation that had built up on his flight , wings tucking at his sides as he casts a glance toward the sunset , and sees a glimmer of light .
Following it , relief spills through him the moment he sees the familiar pale features and her companions , his body easing . " I was wondering where you went off to . " His voice rumbles softly , and he comes to her side , dropping his legs carefully and allowing two wings to open and rest over her in a shield of warmth in the cooling spring night . Protective as ever , he leans his head , nosing at her cheek and huffing soft chuckles . The worry is abated , for now .
@Elain
