1. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Part of her knew it was absurd, arguing the order in which they should conduct business. And so too was it unreasonable to draw her hand away, and deny that touch so tentatively offered. Pies go on steaming, undisturbed on the plate. The bright warmth of their flavor wouldn't be tasted through...
  2. Selene of Dusk

    Open Buried Roots [KoA]

    Selene had spent long days and nights weaving the funeral shrouds now draped over Etivya and Torgan's bodies. Linen was traditional, white lined with silver thread. A fresh bolt not used for any purpose prior, a sacrifice of labor given to the gods. There were others who could do such work, but...
  3. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Sinking, she was always sinking into the mud while those two glided so faultlessly across the Loch. The assuring squeeze does nothing to buoy her. Selene slips her hand away from Bebin's. Slips deeper into that muck. "Stubborn ass," she says, familiarity in her voice, but no small affection...
  4. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Beneath Selene's robes, a smooth and steady scar runs along the bottom of her ribcage. One of many. A knight she is, and her years of service far from flawless. This scar stands out from the others, because it looks near fatal. Her smile is a cooling brook cutting through the warmed forest...
  5. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    New faces. Selene lets out a breathy chuckle at the girl's innocent comment. Doesn't mind enough to correct it. Sounds and smells envelop the little shop as the proud pie monger gets to cooking. Oil crackles in a pan somewhere behind the scenes, scented with garlic and the prized cumin. The...
  6. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    They had to pass beneath the great stone statue again, the imagined her which stood towering above the town square. The fading sunlight cast most of its details in shadow, only the victorious silhouette of the raised sword standing out against a blue-cast sky. It was strange; Selene had...
  7. Selene of Dusk

    Open Under an Old Tree

    "Oh, these?" The papers shifted once more, with a rustle to match the dark plum leaves overhead. "Old work. Just a bit of field research that wasn't worth binding into a book. Edelbert and I couldn't prove the hypothesis in the end. We thought if we could understand how insects were affected by...
  8. Selene of Dusk

    Open Under an Old Tree

    The papers were loosely bound booklets of field notes written in looping shorthand. Whoever wrote them had a delicate, but illegible scrawl. The only thing that could be deciphered at a glance were the illustrations of insects that occupied some pages. Branching wings and segmented legs penned...
  9. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Her son was alive. Alive, and a threat to the Order. Branded a traitor for slaying his partner in Dawn. Merrycourt's blood on his sword, lying abandoned in the middle of the stone hall. Moonslight pouring through the stained glass. Merrycourt's body, nowhere to be found. And a faint reflection...
  10. Selene of Dusk

    Open Under an Old Tree

    Selene nodded her head along to Venla's question. "Many think that a seance is for contacting the dead, but that is an oversimplification." She'd entered the cadence of a pedagogue giving a lecture. "It's a dive into the waters of Memory -- yours, and all others who have walked a similar path...
  11. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Cold grip softened as she felt warm fingers lap against hers, bone settling between bone, the friction of skin melting tension set. Selene laid her wrath to rest, and sat back down. Perched on the edge of the stool to a touch closer. She placed her other hand atop theirs entwined, thumb brushing...
  12. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    "...need I scribe it onto the table for you?" Bebin's threat sank in, though maybe not in the way he intended. "Not on the table!" Venka put a hand out defensively, hovering it above the hewn wood. "Valgerd carved this herself." But the question went unanswered. Words broke and scattered...
  13. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    Selene did not answer right away. She went over several responses in her mind's eye, and found some trouble with all of them. Bebin saw her in the mind of a dying man. That would definitely not do. The reputation of witch-knights and necromancers was not kind in these lands. The witch may be...
  14. Selene of Dusk

    Private The Twin Branch

    The pair of mercenaries said what was already known. But it wasn't the information that Selene was after; it was the telling of it. She watched the waft of air that pushed away from the wet rag Bebin shook out. The invisible current echoed the swirl of amber in Petrov's mug as he took it up and...
  15. Selene of Dusk

    Open Under an Old Tree

    "Cider, I'd like to try that," Selene nod along, imagining the list of ingredients. "Edelbert makes his with lemon, and it's much too tart for me." The plum was offered up to Mina with a casual lean. Fingers barely holding onto it as she slipped it into the girl's hand. "Here," she said...
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