little shadow's bed and breakfast
06-17-2019, 04:00 PM
Great muscle tone Good. He was powerful. But in some sense, she had already known that. Ox was strong enough to grab her from the quicksand's hold (she could swear that there was still mud stuck between her toes) and powerful enough to fend off the wolverine. He was a good choice - although she wasn't sure exactly what kind of choice she was making. To have him in her vicinity was to benefit from his power, and his presence was absolutely intoxicating. It was better than any leaf she'd consumed. More importantly, with Oxide at her side, Eris wasn't alone. To be left alone in the darkness that waited for her once her sight finally failed was her worst nightmare. She'd woken from sleep more times than she could count, wracked by a paralyzing sensation of darkness and loneliness and covered in the kind of sweat that only nightmares brought. Eris realized that perhaps he didn't understand what she meant. It didn't occur to her that there was any kind of courtship other than the Ademic practice of taking a chosen partner. You poured your emotion into them like a sieve, but it did not mean a union of mortal flesh. From Eris' limited understanding of what came after love, it was not something that was reserved for one person. To love was a higher calling. To share your body was to work out your carnal feelings, but to share your heart was something else altogether. Taking a moment to consider this, she tried to explain. Her brain was still sluggish but it was starting to wake up again. "It would be this. Forever. It would be to share... our hearts, our innermost being. We would belong to each other. But the body is separate - the body is free to do as it will," she murmured, furrowing her brow. What was it that the body did, anyway? "Speech." & Ademic
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