Post by striaga on Sept 21, 2017 18:04:03 GMT -6
L I S E L
Blacksmith.
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...Liesel did not often come by this way. She could remember the ship 'neath her hooves, the way it'd felt to be rocking and lurching on board, peering out to the horizon. The rogues had been bad company. Served to harden Liesel's heart. They'd taught her a lesson or two. It would feel nice to see them driven before her; perhaps the rest of their brethren would...fear them. For years, Liesel had been working towards this single goal.
Hair flopped into her face. The hard-jawed woman twisted her gaze away from the sea and stared behind her. Others feared these jungles, but Liesel saw no reason to. She'd found her mother here. And Aodhian scum had taken away the only person to love Liesel; to hold her and tell the girl that things were okay.
Sometimes, Liesel caught herself thinking about the Smothering, and how satisfying it would be to see Aodhian rats driven away, screaming, realizing that the end of hedonism was at hand. But those thoughts did nobody any good at all. Nobody.
She curled her lip. Snorted.
Ridiculous...
Behind her, a branch snapped. Liesel turned, unafraid. The brawny pegasus stared with a look that was almost lazy. Almost uncaring.
Almost.
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PRE-CAPTURE OF AQUORE BY THE 'FLIGHT.