Torn Away
07-26-2014, 12:29 PM
| Drashiel Armada |
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Fangs seized her right thigh, piercing skin. It was a strange thing tasting her this way, gripping her like prey. What had happened to them? He'd thought their friendship so strong and to see it fall apart like this? He wracked his brain trying to figure out where it all went wrong but no satisfying answer would come to him. He supposed when it all came down to it it had simply been the cruelty of fate. The plague, the fractures in their own family, it just wasn't meant to last. But Drashiel would find a way to mend this. She whined in pain and Drashiel flinched his jaws releasing her. He moved to stand over her, limbs coiling tense and ready should she try to flee. He didn't like hurting her but this was the only way. "Sal'krie? you're coming back to me with Glaciem. That is were you belong. I will find a way to fix this?. " I swear it. |