It would be unfair to say it was a hellhole, I gotta admit. So I suppose "finally out of that hellhole!" would not be an accurate statement. Still, as I come down into the foothills of the Arma Mountains, I can't help but feel a certain wrath coursing through my veins, burning me up from the inside out. Stolen. Maxence STOLE me. All for what - to keep me holed up in the Day Court? But why! There's no purpose, no method to the madness, except to stir up trouble. For a stealth instead of a simple visit is definitely an act of aggression. Not showing up to the fight against Reichenbach? Shameful. My silver eyes burn with rage, lit further by the bright sun above. They had no choice but to release me.
And even that makes me angry! 'Vexed', perhaps. Of course Reich did the right thing by challenging for me, fighting for his warden. But to be unable to defend myself? I feel impotent, weak. A snarl rips through my lips, and I feel at any moment like I might rip a small creature's throat out. Barring that, perhaps I'll just implode. Usually the voice of reason and wisdom, Damaris feels no better. I can feel the barely restrained rage rippling from her, blending with my own between us. They will pay. She speaks as much to herself as to me. She doesn't know the Solterrans, and the betrayal she feels doesn't run quite as deep. But the fact that they made off with both of us, and she was unable to protect me.... I have no doubt that it will be a long, long time before forgiveness will be given, if ever.
We descend farther into the heart of Denocte, our bodies moving with fierce tension. The birds fly away, the rodents scurry, the deer leap. No one wants to stay anywhere near our path, holding safety above curiosity. Wise of them, very wise. It would be a poor decision for anyone to cross us now.
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And even that makes me angry! 'Vexed', perhaps. Of course Reich did the right thing by challenging for me, fighting for his warden. But to be unable to defend myself? I feel impotent, weak. A snarl rips through my lips, and I feel at any moment like I might rip a small creature's throat out. Barring that, perhaps I'll just implode. Usually the voice of reason and wisdom, Damaris feels no better. I can feel the barely restrained rage rippling from her, blending with my own between us. They will pay. She speaks as much to herself as to me. She doesn't know the Solterrans, and the betrayal she feels doesn't run quite as deep. But the fact that they made off with both of us, and she was unable to protect me.... I have no doubt that it will be a long, long time before forgiveness will be given, if ever.
We descend farther into the heart of Denocte, our bodies moving with fierce tension. The birds fly away, the rodents scurry, the deer leap. No one wants to stay anywhere near our path, holding safety above curiosity. Wise of them, very wise. It would be a poor decision for anyone to cross us now.
Tag: @Apollo + other?
Rosti thoughts | "Rosti speech" | Damaris mindspeak
Rostislav
more than a drunken fool
