chilling nightmares [Bas]
03-21-2014, 05:36 PM
They had been inseparable once. As close as two siblings could be. Too close, some even said; for so long he couldn't imagine life without her. Breathing without her. Things had changed, but even now, she still crossed his mind daily. He could never forget her voice, forget the promise that they had made to one another. That they would seek revenge on the woman that had killed their father, and that they would do it together. Their heart beat with the same blood. It would tie them together in an unbreakable bond. And yet he wouldn't have imagined she would come here. Basilisk had grown content among these trees, able to lose himself in the thick fog that seemed to cover the earth so often in its gentle embrace. This was his home now. The redwoods had held his heart once, but Detste's betrayal had forced him away from those lands. It was Cataleya that had showed him the truth. She had given him strength and courage that no one else ever been able to offer him. He had never killed before her; he had never known the body of a woman before her. She had taken him by force, but now the dynamic between them was more than willing. She was to lead Elysium with him at her side, and it would only be to her that he would bend to. As his mind was riddled with thoughts, rhymes that seemed to have no answer, he noticed something off. The scent of the air was different. An intruder. A snarl echoed through the trees. It was familiar, and he found himself growing wary at its familiarity. Slowly his massive form would approach the source of the sound, head held low as he sniffed at the wet air. He could not mistake her for anyone -- yet as she came into his vision, all he could do was grow strangely still. She looked so different, and yet he would not mistake her for any other. A soft sigh left his lips and he waited. Why had she come after all this time? He had almost given up hope of ever seeing her again. |
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