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Hector replied to the thread Open Buried Roots [KoA].A deep cool breath. So swirled with all the weight of things. Bitterness. Sharp and acrid down to his gut. The buoy of his warm uncle's... -
Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].It all comes squeezed tight. Strong. Wanting and welcoming. She draws him in. More and more with each ply of his finger, then fingers...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."Ah...w-w—! Ah... Ah want et," "You want it?" Braise slipped down in bunches. Skin bared against the whispering grass about them...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.A long daggerous claw gleamed with the fire light there behind Kilhara. Eyes so dilated they looked to be a pair of eclipsed moons, wide...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing."Can call me Jim if it suits you, Ma'am," he went on, heel toe, heel toeing with the fiddle's wail. Never one to shy away from a dance...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].Thumb's pad works over the hard length of her collar bone. Calloused fingers round and grab up the heft of muscle there at the base of...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].Skin to skin and bone to bone, cools and tingles there beneath the run and press of their body's weight through cloth. The give and...
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Hector replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing."Oh, come now, Syr Alaric, I've already stated my apologies for being a tad tardy to the briefing," Hector assured, motioning to the...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."What of missen?" he echoes. Heart already balmed by the press of her weight against his. The full drink of her stare, taking him in. He...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].Daro Laloc had a mustache that reminded Hector of his uncle, Oliver. Eyes of a deep warm umber that carried that same pensive weight to...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M]."He'll be here," Lefelen assures Osytha. If only because he had to be. If he wasn't. If he was captured. Sando stays low. Face a weave...
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Hector replied to the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore.Hector tilted his head. Seeing the change in the earth. The way it all swirled and stuck. Like the sheen off tar, or black oil. He knew...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.Embers bright in his eyes dashed out from his hands. All that fire there within the twines of live, frayed and spilled and would go on...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].There in his own bedroll, he lays with eyes wide upon her. Soft, if only for the lull of sleep that pulls at him now that his bones had...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.Twas the noise the other lot made that buzzed and rattled against his skull. Made him feel the split of skin, and crack of bone all the...