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Post by Dream-Lark on Mar 26, 2019 14:08:20 GMT -6
Setting: Just after Chapter 7, Aurora and Sinarin are traveling back to Aurora's cabin to check on things. Sinarin;Vagabond|Thief
The evening shadows had deepened considerably by the time everyone had dispersed from the run down tavern. The weather was still holding out though, so by unspoken agreement Aurora and Sinarin had headed down the road, toward her cabin.
It was an unspoken need to place some distance between them and the others who had been present that kept them moving or for settling anywhere for the night.
A firefly lantern, gripped by silver teke, was held lightly before them, gently lighting their steps as they traveled as an easy pace.
"So...what are you thinking about all that, love?" the thief inquired, tone quieter than was usual for the stallion, thought holding an array of emotions within it, too many to easily put words to at the moment.
So much had just been revealed, asked of them....accepted. Sinarin was still reeling from it, and asking his friend what she thought put off putting anything inside his head or heart into words just yet himself.
WC: 164 | Post #1
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