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Maxence
I am not so easy to kill
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The words that were spoken next seemed to reach for a string in his heart, and for once he found himself not just admiring but questioning how each one had been cast upon her skin, the pain inflicted, and how someone could do something to a two year old; a child. The bonze-coloured king absently stepped forth in a set of half-steps, the king that allowed him closer to the woman but only on the edge of her space. It was then that the puzzle became complete; and how silly he was for not connecting the dots earlier. The bear. The image was a disturbing one, though still he wondered how a two year old could end up among bears in the desert (she had spent her whole life here had she not?), and so came the next question upon his tongue. "How did it happen?" Maxence murmured, barely louder that the whistle and rustle of the sea of grass at their knees. In his time as a warrior the commander has seen scars of all shapes and sizes from burns to missing limbs entirely, but somehow the claws upon Avdotya's flesh remained just as frightening to him as they were beautiful. He had never wished to know more about them, about her, than he had with any other he had crossed paths with in his lifetime. Still, he would avoid her eyes of molten and fire; afeared to be burned. tags; @avdotya oolalaaaaa |
by blair of shine, translated to html by meverrnind
