Grape Vine
03-18-2013, 09:34 PM
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" I suppose we do." He chuckled. The forest for him was a quiet place where important news traveled fast carried on the wings of impatient lovers and eager yearlings. A place where rank meant nothing and devotion was a pipe dream, a place he had left behind for a celibate life, devoting all his strength to a kingdom rather than personal gain. The beach was a new world for him and it had brought untold treasures with it. Treasures a younger Segar would have never believed he desired.
"I adore Seracia." He grinned, throwing back his head sightly as he thought of the sound of waves crashing against the shore at night, and crawling up the banks in the day. Of gulls hungrily following him, waiting for their chance to feed off his meals, and of the taste of salty fish, pulled from the brine writhing in his jaws as he brought it to shore. These were the treasures Sercia had blessed him with, and for them he sacrificed everything. "Tell me of your home before Seracia." |
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