Where The Edges Blur
05-10-2014, 12:20 AM
"Go and Wander." Said my heart.
...and so I would wander.
Eyes would squeeze closed again, ears pressing flat to her skull as she braced herself for it. The pain. He would position himself, stealing from Ellis her virginity among other things. She tried to hold back, tried to resist completely sobbing as she was taken. Her life... It was gone. Birch... ?owyn... Laria... Sequoyah... How would the small family feel when they returned to the bay and found her gone? ?I am so sorry... I?ve failed all of you...? The healer thought, silently apologizing to her friends, the closest thing to a family she had here in Alacritia. She would never be able to face them... Even if she would be able, some day, to meet with them again.
Ellis? spirit... Her confidence... And even part of her mind had indeed been broken.
Finally it was over... And the femme found herself feeling weak. She just wanted to crumble to the den floor. She could smell a bit of blood from her first time... And the strange scent of the breeding. It made her head spin with sickness. Slowly she would look up to the male, eyes opening. Tears still slowly leaked from her eyes.
?How... Is this to go about...?? She would question. Her voice was quiet... Still edged with fear... But... At the same time... It seemed a bit more hollow. Her heart had sunk... Willpower, for the moment, doused. Perhaps though, sometime soon, she would gain one last gathering of boldness. One last will to try and resist... But for the moment there was only obedience.
She would lower her gaze now. ?To... Have the divine of wisdom come and use me as her vessel... How... How does that work...? And... What will become of this part of me?? Such a low tone... A broken tone indeed. She felt filthy... ?...and... Where do we go from here?? Would they leave the bay or stay...? Would he try something to the small family that also called the territory home if they did remain here?
"Speech"
Ellis? spirit... Her confidence... And even part of her mind had indeed been broken.
Finally it was over... And the femme found herself feeling weak. She just wanted to crumble to the den floor. She could smell a bit of blood from her first time... And the strange scent of the breeding. It made her head spin with sickness. Slowly she would look up to the male, eyes opening. Tears still slowly leaked from her eyes.
?How... Is this to go about...?? She would question. Her voice was quiet... Still edged with fear... But... At the same time... It seemed a bit more hollow. Her heart had sunk... Willpower, for the moment, doused. Perhaps though, sometime soon, she would gain one last gathering of boldness. One last will to try and resist... But for the moment there was only obedience.
She would lower her gaze now. ?To... Have the divine of wisdom come and use me as her vessel... How... How does that work...? And... What will become of this part of me?? Such a low tone... A broken tone indeed. She felt filthy... ?...and... Where do we go from here?? Would they leave the bay or stay...? Would he try something to the small family that also called the territory home if they did remain here?
"Speech"
"Settle down." Said my heart.
...and so here it was I would settle down.
...and so here it was I would settle down.