Seeing Double, Like Woah
11-02-2014, 08:57 PM
Her body was alive with a very real pain that had nothing to do with exertion, and for all that she felt like cursing Valentine's every step she also had the strong inclination to laugh. He'd certainly paid her back, fair was fair and all that. Only now she knew that when this brute retaliated he certainly gave it his all. tripping a fae while they were in a helter-skelter dash up a craggy mountains slope? No shame in this one, no sir. Good to know, she mused. Ahead of her, it would appear that Valentine was beginning to flag. Was he tired, or did he simply think his victory was a certainty? The summit was not far off now. Fifty strides, a century at most... This was her chance. The young Queen knew she would regret it the next day. She would curse herself for impulsivity, for foolishness on a grand scale. This is it, she thought. My heart will burst and I will fall by the wayside, as dead as the basalt that will make up my grave. A chuckle burst from her lips, and there Valentine was, looking over his shoulder in time to see the lithe young fae pass him by. She thought of calling out some obscenity, some jape or mockery but gods above, she did not have the breath for it. The crater that was this dormant furnace's summit called to her, it's great maw a beacon of rest and sweet victory. She dug in her hind paws, skidding to a stop so that she did not tumble headlong over it's precipice. Clawing for breath she turned, trying to locate Valentine through the bleary wreckage that was her eyesight. "Talk" Think "You" |
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