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    Beasts of Beyond Other Archived Roleplay Uncharted Territories STORM OF BLOOD / open

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    08-09-2018, 11:04 AM (This post was last modified: 08-09-2018, 11:11 AM by SAYØNARALULLABY.)
    [align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]   One, two, three. / One, two, three. / One, two, three.

       The moon didn't come to him for three days.

       While Ayon searched for the moon, he asked the sky where he was, and oncoming storm roared. / He asked the trees where he was, and they shuddered as the winds howled. / He asked the world, and it stopped spinning for a few seconds.

       One, two, three. / One, two, three. / One, two, three.

       ( He was here. / There he was. / Where was he, now? )

       Mind lost in the sea, Ayon is limping just outside the mansion, paws against land. / With twisting stomach, and aching foreleg; the star child is nearly falling ( can you hear his vulnerable heart calling for help? )

       Ocean eyes mists up, and down his faith go, he grimaces when he enters the house and senses the eyes. / All looking. / All eyes black. / All on him. / Ayon averts his own and continues, inhaling broken wishes, exhaling tragedies.

       One, two, three. / One, two, three. / One, two, breathe.

       Ayon notices Charon's presence standing near the kitchen. / A fire found in the dark. / The kit scrambles at her direction to reach the flickering comfort hidden within her gold crafted heart. / Though, he spots a speck before the cheetah and halts.

       One, two, three, there...is it him?

       He takes a step forward, small, almost afraid. / Afraid it's just someone who appears a lot like...

       Ayon begins to pant as darkness gradually takes over his visions. / Reality bleeding unknown black. / He's falling, and falling, and he tries to breathe, breathe, breathe—

       One, two, three. / One, two, three. / One, two, three.
     
       One—❝ N-Night... Night... ❞ / Soft. / A tint of hope. / Small, but it shone nevertheless.

       Two—❝ ..N-Night.. Ni..Night... ❞ / Confusion. / Burning wonder. / Constant wheres flickers across dying mind—where, where, where...

       Three—❝ N-N-Night... Ple..ase.. Pl-please, come... h-ho..me... ❞ / The stars cried, and so did Ayon, as they all faded away.

       ❝ NIGHT! ❞

       Ayon launches himself towards Nightkit, his moon, and wraps his web wrapped foreleg over the other's neck before he pulls him close to his heart. / Oh, how it weeps for the night light. / Though, he can feel himself burn at the contact, let him be for all he cares his brother's eyes are white.

       ❝ Gonegonegone—g-gone. I-I th-tho-thou—y'were g-go— ❞ Dark clouds rolls over celestial mind. / A flash of the lioness swallowing the solar crown, and the tears falls. / Ayon furiously shakes his head and letting out a wheeze, he presses his face against Night's furs. / Teeth within brain clicking home, home, home.

       His brother is at home, and finally, the sky can be full of life again.
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    [glow=black,10,100][b]. CHOKING ON HOLLOW HALO, ABDOMEN FILLED WITH RICH ROSES [b].[i]
    BROKEN BONES IN GOLD BLOOD; IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BELIEVE?
    [div style="margin-top: -1px; font-family: heiti sc; font-size: 10px; color: #000"]「 . AKA [color=#000]AYON . 4 MONTHS . SINNISHMARK SPAWN . PENNED BY DEVILAD; LIKEWISE THE POEM ON SIG . ICON©: SELF . 」
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    STORM OF BLOOD / open - by NIGHTSKY M. - 08-07-2018, 08:25 AM
    Re: STORM OF BLOOD / open - by axiom - 08-07-2018, 09:54 PM
    Re: STORM OF BLOOD / open - by SAYØNARALULLABY - 08-09-2018, 11:04 AM

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