The memories won't stop
Resin <3
04-12-2021, 05:09 PM
Tamsyn listened to the story being granted to her as though it was some fairytale. It definitely wasn't that. The darker fae's claws began to pull rhythmically through her lover's fur and Resin released a soft rumble of pleasure from deep within her chest. Tamsyn had asked what happened next though, so the pleasure of their closeness was soon forgotten. "While out exploring the forest, I came across a man. He was not of our pack and at first I had the mind to attack him, but there was something about him that erased my bloodlust." She pictured him, pale and pure with eyes the color of the midnight sky spattered with stars. He had been a gorgeous man. "We began to speak and he was unlike anyone I'd ever met. Older than I was." The ashen fae shook her head as she spoke. "I was barely over a year and yet I was utterly and completely attracted to him. Every day I would seek him out and we would talk. For months, we spent time together in secret. Eventually, the feelings that had blossomed between us were too much and we mated." Resin's gaze went slack as she dissolved into the land of memory. She could see his face. Feel his touch. Even now, she could recall the intense feelings for him. "I hadn't reached my first heat so I did not have his pups, but mating with him was enough of a transgression for him to be punished." "My father had known that something was amiss. He brought a group of warriors and they followed me. They watched us together. Because he was an outsider and because of the position that I held within the pack, Kyridion was culled." It was the first time that she'd said his name aloud in ages. It felt somehow foreign on her tongue. "They ripped him to shreds before my eyes and there was nothing that I could do to save him. I couldn't stop older, seasoned warriors. I could not stop my father." For a time, she forgot that Tamsyn was even there beside her, so immersed in memory was she. Memories flashed through her mind and she walked through them as solidly as she walked through the present. "The wouldn't allow me to give him burial rites. That was part of my punishment. They kept me there, forcing me to watch his body rot and be consumed by scavengers. Day after day. They took shifts to make me stay and watch his soul die." Resin finally blinked, doing so a few times simply because she'd forgotten to do so while lost in thought. "If the rites of death aren't performed, a wolfs soul drifts away and their spirit and strength aren't given to the pack. They can't live on within others if the rites aren't performed." She couldn't tell Tamsyn that those rites involved eating a piece of the corpse. Cannibalism, even situational cannibalism, were severely frowned upon in these parts. "The second part of my punishment was rape. Many times. I had been soiled by an outsider, so it was done to ensure that, if I did become pregnant, it was by a member of the pack." Her gaze hardened slightly, but there was no indication that the conversation was bothering her. It was as though she was reading from a script. There was no emotion. No feeling. Just words. "It wasn't just the warriors, though they all took their turn. Warriors, healers, crafters, my father, my uncles, my brother. All of them." After a time, she'd forgotten how to feel. It must have felt like they were mating a corpse and she surely wished to be one on more than one occasion. "Kyridion was gone. After weeks, his body was rotten and his soul was gone. He was truly dead in body and spirit. There was nothing that I could do for him. I became lifeless and limp. In time, the guard upon me grew slack as they believed I would waste away to death. I took this opportunity to break away and run. I ran and ran and never saw them again." How long had she been talking? What was this wetness on her cheek? Blinking a few times, Resin realized that tears had formed and fallen. Hmm, fancy that. "Speech"
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