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#6

She stretches out her wings with careful consideration for the sore muscles there, the ones that have been protesting since this entire trainwreck had begun, and for that she hates Vespera just the smallest bit more. They had suffered and strained themselves for a Goddess who had only wished to test them, had lost their Court and had to seek refuge in a foreign land, and all of it burned terribly at her pride and her sense of justice. She thinks of how Virun had been swept away by the floodwaters despite their best efforts, of the children she’d rescued from sinkholes and the ones she hadn’t made it in time, of their Court now shattered by the Goddess who claimed to love them, and she knows Terrastella will heal from this --

And Vespera will not, not when so many of her most loyal had witnessed her games.

“O--Oh, is all she can respond as brief memories flit through her head of that night, of her knees hitting the cobblestone and her tongue running loose , her filter apparently obliterated with the fever that had gripped her, and she can only hope that Marisol will not think less of her for her weakness in both heart and body. Yet, as she stretches, there is a new strength behind her movements, one she feels down to her very core, and it’s a realization that sends her stomach dropping and a strange spark of lightning arcing from one wing to the other, just narrowly avoiding her in between.

“I’m going to find Vespera, and I’m going to kill her,” She grits out between clenched teeth, her realization of her restored demi-god status not exactly joyful -- it’s a reminder of her past, of her lingering connection to her sperm donor, and even as she speaks more little arcs of lightnings are crackling out from her wings, influenced by her emotions, and dissipating into the air around her.

Of course.

Of-fucking-course this is what that thrice-damned dream had meant before she had awoken, it had been Vespera adding just another boulder to the shit mountain she’d already served up.

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you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Asterion - 10-19-2018, 09:58 AM
RE: you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Asterion - 12-10-2018, 09:08 PM
RE: you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Asterion - 12-23-2018, 02:37 PM
RE: you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Theodosia - 01-12-2019, 12:13 PM
RE: you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Asterion - 01-18-2019, 07:51 PM
RE: you'll never settle any of your scores; - by Asterion - 02-13-2019, 10:01 PM
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