Hide And Seek, Trains and Sewing Machines.
10-24-2014, 12:45 PM
Faintly the Queen heard Galahad calling in the distance. She shuddered mid-stride, fearful of the failure that seemed to be looming over them all. They might be seconds away from disaster, moments from tragedy, and she had no way to know. The young queen could do nothing but treat each heartbeat like it might be Solas' last. She skidded to a stop, drew in a few panting gasps, then tipped her head back in a howl. Val could not calm her breathing enough to hear the world around her, so she forced her maw to seal shut. She listened for as long as she could, until her head began to swim. There was the faintest trace of... What was that? A rustling of some sort, but she dismissed it as nothing more but a pleading imagination. "Solas!" she called out, a mixture of desperate and hopeless. Her voice was ragged and her windpipe burned from the abuse. She trotted forwards a few paces more, nosing her way through the dark underbrush. She could smell water near by and changed her bearing in it's direction. She needed a drink. She needed to curl up and cry but that would have to come later, and the auburn femme who was little more than a child steeled herself against that weakness. She would find Galahad, she decided, and the others. They needed to regroup before another of them was lost. |
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