I love you more than I love myself

*Isardis* · 11-26-2013, 06:27 PM

Night had only just begun to fall when the ivory ghoul would find himself yielding to the pull of a feminine voice, sauntering amidst the structured towers of dusted pines with a faint limp that was now no more than a faulted stride. Apart from the slightly awkward movement, all wounds had healed, and there were no real suggestions of the vicious brawl Isardis had endured not only with Valhalla, but with Taurig. He had tried to gravely to block the thoughts of his blinded son from the caves of his obsessive mind, however the boy?s life still tapped mercilessly at his conscience. He would catch sight of the drifting vulpess amidst the casting of snow, waltzing somewhat casually to butt his chest into her left shoulder; firmly, as he would strive to take a clasp over the back of her scruff also. His actions were not so hostile as they were a gentle reminder of his superiority, and a fickle greeting. Liberty was no longer a prisoner, and her time and cooperation within Glaciem had begun to result in the brittle forming of respect.

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