The Other Side
09-23-2013, 04:47 PM
A bellow of raw emotion would crumble the atmosphere around him, coral lips pulling back to reveal pearled weapons. Hidden beneath the face of an angel a devil would writhe, seething by the betrayal of his own blood. Word had spread fast upon the rumble of the winds, a roaring of thunder as what had once been his son staked a claim of betrayal upon a land that loitered yonder. A harem ever-dull and unheard of as he wove his infantile toes about it nonexistent structures. Isardis had been betrayed. Pale limbs would thrash before him, a hasty march that had initiated upon the structures of a lope. Drums would sound The King?s arrival, weight bashing the earth beneath him in a rare occurrence of inelegance. The bastard had lied to his father, sworn a loyalty that had never been factual, woven his veins amidst a carpet of dedicated relations and all just to shun them, to throw them away carelessly as if they had never been willing to die for his soul. Anger would pour from his lips in trains of glowing saliva, the monster slowing only to stop but a few meters from the boy he had so grown to esteem. ?The mistakes you knit now will haunt you for the rest of your life, little lamb,? his body would shudder beneath his flesh, ?Have you abandoned your people, pulled away from a war to expose the jugulars of so many innocents? I want you to tell me you?ll let them all rot.? Ruby gaze narrowed, hackles rising as defences would climb, prepared for anything, craving some kind of confirming word, validating action. |