07-16-2020, 02:34 PM
— joy, unaltered and devine filled ament in troves as aurum had bound forth to him; welcomed him in a way so many would regard the beast with fear. It was such a rare thing for the beast that he shook- quaked. weak in the knees of such a divine, infinite feeling. It made any sense of rage snuff without air, and here simple kindling meant little to the inferno of family-packgolden the light of the sun were upon him and it was a comfort of two sleeping bodies content and fully, a satisfied feeling of acention as ament took hold of his birthright in the jaws and ripped it asunder; down to the ground for him-his-mine. For once the beast felt selfishness curl in the back of his throat, and if felt like joy, felt like something ament could only describe as divine pleasure.
the rumble in ament's voice vibrated his entire form as he carefully striated feathers, lethal, gruesome dangerous teeth near hollow bones; trust-selfish-his. the other-golden fell to the same feeling, a comfort that would make any beast lazy only sharpened the edge of them both. Ament; feral and wrathful, aurum with his benevolence, his anger carefully guise behind it. His aurum spoke more and between feathers ament stayed mostly silent, setting to work at the mistreated parts that his companion couldn't reach well enough on his own.
it felt safe here, warm in the way void-mother's own form couldn't quite take. Between one breath and the next savage blue eyes looked up and saw the lion's own head cocked, his body language open and inviting the other in a game of conversation that ament could understand. could communicate as easily as breathing. between them there was little room, but ament managed, sitting himself he let his own tale raise and hit the ground; slow and concise,- natural as day. Ament was happy, where he was, now and where he would return to.
his scent was one of home; salt and sea-water. Beyond the typhoon there was luciferus, virgo,exodus. and although the angel knew nothing of them he would tell the desticition of sea that still clung to the raptor. Ament would return home later in the day, but now- here ament allowed himself to breathe past the worry, the aches and the fears that had been injected into him.
the rumble in ament's voice vibrated his entire form as he carefully striated feathers, lethal, gruesome dangerous teeth near hollow bones; trust-selfish-his. the other-golden fell to the same feeling, a comfort that would make any beast lazy only sharpened the edge of them both. Ament; feral and wrathful, aurum with his benevolence, his anger carefully guise behind it. His aurum spoke more and between feathers ament stayed mostly silent, setting to work at the mistreated parts that his companion couldn't reach well enough on his own.
it felt safe here, warm in the way void-mother's own form couldn't quite take. Between one breath and the next savage blue eyes looked up and saw the lion's own head cocked, his body language open and inviting the other in a game of conversation that ament could understand. could communicate as easily as breathing. between them there was little room, but ament managed, sitting himself he let his own tale raise and hit the ground; slow and concise,- natural as day. Ament was happy, where he was, now and where he would return to.
his scent was one of home; salt and sea-water. Beyond the typhoon there was luciferus, virgo,exodus. and although the angel knew nothing of them he would tell the desticition of sea that still clung to the raptor. Ament would return home later in the day, but now- here ament allowed himself to breathe past the worry, the aches and the fears that had been injected into him.
made by wisker
I LET THE ANGER GO—
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE