Darkthorn’s Blog

Julia dreamt and Blackmain and Ishton watched. She/they ran, her/their legs barely carrying her/them into forest. She/they tripped and fell, breathing heavily. Escape. She/they couldn’t escape. She/they crawled towards the base of a tree, noticing that her/their skin was weeping blood from the scratches on her/their arms. As she/they watched, more cuts opened on her/their [...]

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The scene moved on to Ruiena’s funeral. Humans stupidly buried their dead in the ground. Blackmain agreed with the elves. Burning was much more hygienic, and the loved one could not be disgraced in death. Not that elves died very often, but in the battles and infrequent duals it sometimes happened. The ashes were tossed [...]

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Elves were scattered in and around the bathing pools, lounging in the patches of sun that peeped in through the thick branches of the trees. Blackmain skirted his way carefully around the slippery rocks, trying to avoid stepping on any out-flung limbs. Elves, so messy he thought quietly, under tight shield. It was never predictable [...]

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Blackmain woke with a splitting headache to the soft sounds of water flowing nearby. Under the smooth flowing sheets he was naked, and a little chilled by the cool air passing over him. There was no warm lump next to him, so it must be late in the afternoon. Elves had the uncomfortable habit [...]

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The three immerged onto a rocky outcrop, apparently in the middle of nowhere. The cave nearby appeared empty, as did the surrounding trees. None of them were awake to see this though, Ishton and Blackmain were comatose with exhaustion; the journey had indeed taken all that was left of their energy. Julia of course [...]

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Blackmain allowed himself to wake, feeling more confused by his memories than refreshed. Why was he having that particular one now? It wasn’t a pleasant memory, the final parting had been so painful for both of them. He looked over at the still-slumbering Julia, and once again noticed her likeness to Kolark. She was royalty, [...]

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Julia fell back into the dream. She ran, her legs barely carrying her into forest. She tripped and fell, breathing heavily. Escape. She couldn’t escape. She crawled towards the base of a tree, noticing that her skin was weeping blood from the scratches on her arms. She couldn’t remember opening the cuts. She felt a [...]

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In the capital, Cimon and the Queen were continuing their illicit affair. As they were still in mourning for the king, it would not be appropriate for the Queen to marry again so soon. Anyway, she was quite content, she still had her position as head of the household, and Cimon was not yet instated [...]

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Blackmain and Ishton fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. For modesties sake, in case Julia was to look in on them, the two left their clothes on even though they were sweaty and crumpled. Blackmain angled his head to see Ishton already asleep, his breathing deep and even, almost like a stone [...]

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Julia was awoken by voices. A deep but beautiful voice was speaking from the next room where she could not see. She didn’t move as she feared that they might be the men that were meant to kill her. The man in the room turned and looked straight at her.
“Hi,” said Blackmain softly, ‘You have [...]

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