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Hope Pt 2 - Orenda
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A Queen Among Tempests Hope Pt 3 - Orenda
Not a second later, the forest is gone, and I find myself standing in Merlos’ living room. I’ve only been here a handful of times, but I can tell you, the word ‘opulent’ doesn’t do it justice. Floors of white and gold marble, plush suede couches to match and white marble tables with gold and crystal legs perfectly matching the white ornate walls with golden fixtures and just a hint of plant life. If you looked around the two-story mansion you’d find the same colour palette everywhere. It’s the embodiment of Merlos. Gold just like her essram, hints of black like the darkness she wields and white like the light she seeks to grant her reprieve from the blackness she sees in all things. It’s poetic if you think about it.Merlos takes a seat on the couch, lounging back against the cushions as a glass of sparkling wine appears in her hand.“You wish to speak, the floor is yours,” she announces with a flourish of her hand as she takes a delicate sip of her drink. “Though you may wish to put
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My hand moves across the paper before me as if guided by an invisible force fuelled by rage and madness. Dust from the stick of charcoal between my fingers swirls in the air, their tiny particles magnified by my keen eyes and yet not even they can distract me from that face. I stare down at the crude etching of that which haunts my every waking moment, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. I’m plagued by those rainbow eyes that looked upon me as they widened with an emotion I never thought I could bring out in another. Though I have tried to purge the memory from my mind, I still feel the burning in my fingers from where my flesh touched hers…Touch…I touched her…The cursed flesh that has damned so many met hers and yet she remained unchanged. Her essram did not contort into a mutilated version of itself, drowning in malice. I touched her…and stranger still, she liked it; craved it even, and for some reason that I’m sure is Zarseti’s doing, part of me felt the same. Even now
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“In the name of the cosmos! Is your inner monologue always this dreary?” I hear a familiar voice groan in exasperation, taking me by surprise and filling me with disgust.I glance behind me to see none other than the irksome Merlos, sitting high up on a tree branch above me, staring down at me with irritation etched onto her face.“Keep out of my mind and we won’t have a problem,” I snark, glowering at her with disdain.“For someone with all the power of the universe at their fingertips, you sure love to bitch. Far more than me,” she quips.My lip twitches into a sneer of its own accord as I cross my arms over my chest, her very presence filling me with an insatiable desire to rip out her entrails. Assuming she has any…only one way to find out. I launch myself at her with celestial speed, hand outstretched, ready to grip and crush her dainty neck until I feel her windpipe turn to dust in my hand. I smirk a malevolent smirk at her when my hand locks around her throat, the excitement of
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I thought that overgrown carrier pigeon would never fucking leave!The sun has set, and the moon is now high in the night sky though obscured by clouds. As soon as Orenda’s ‘brother’ takes off – no doubt to see to patrols – I transport myself into Orenda’s bedroom and find myself momentarily thrown, not by the overpowering scent coating every inch of this room but by the aesthetic.Everything about this creature is about light and colour. Their home from what I observed through the ridiculous number of windows is bright and open. Predominantly white with contrasts of earthy tones and accents of black. It radiated warmth, the natural opposite of my coldness. But I find myself thrown and confused by how vastly different her room is from the rest of the house. It’s dark and I mean the colour not the absence of light. Almost storm-like. It’s mostly warm browns, navy blues and golds…it instantly clicks that her room looks like a more subtle, underwhelming version of the colours of her bird
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I feel like I’m going crazy.Every night I have had these overwhelmingly vivid dreams where in them, Azadou comes to my room at night touching me, pleasing me and telling me that I am his. They are erotic as hell, but they are driving me insane. Every morning I wake up exhausted, soaking wet and frustrated beyond belief. I’ve tried masturbation but once again I gave up extremely fast because no matter what I did I just couldn’t finish. My touch doesn’t burn and excite me the way his did and if I’m honest, it’s not fingers I’m craving.I feel like my mind is reliving the frustration of that day in his house. I fantasise about his fingers inside me or his mouth on my body because at least I know what one of those is like. I’m incapable of picturing what it would be like to actually have him inside me I guess because I have no idea what he looks like naked. I’ve seen him shirtless and that…that was enough to make my brain explode.I still recall circling the battlefield when our bond cli
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I take a deep breath and sit up, letting all the air out of my lungs as I look over at my closet. I reflect on Aya’s words, realising he made some strong points. I don’t wallow or whine about anything. Of course, I’ve never had anything to wallow or whine about until now. Even with my duties, my life has been relatively carefree. I feel like the carefree side of me has been snuffed out a little since my animai came into my life, which sucks because an animai is meant to make you feel whole and complete, not miserable and frustrated.Aya is right, I do need a night of fun!Launching myself off the bed, I march over to my closet, push open the sliding doors and begin examining everything I own. I’m starting to question my own taste when a particular ensemble grabs my attention. I grab the hanger and look over the skimpy little number as a wave of rebellion washes over me. Would Azadou be enticed to see me in this or angered? Well, he’s likely to never see it so why the hell should I car
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With our impeccable speed we arrive at Superno in record time, landing in a parking lot behind the building so we don’t attract too much attention on the side street. We shift back to our human forms and walk to the front of the building. As soon as the bouncer at the door takes a good look at his, his eyes zeroing in on ours, he immediately lifts the blue velvet rope and lets us pass, bowing his head respectfully as we enter. I admit I’ve kind of missed that.We enter to the sounds of music pumping, to the point I can feel it in my chest. We push through the throngs of people – supernaturals from every walk of life – and make our way over to the bar, the icy blue and red neon lights of the club contrasting making me unsure whether I should feel warm or cold.Aya leans across the bar to get the attention of one of the bartenders and I just know the first thing he’ll do is order a lemon drop. He goes crazy for them.The bartender walks over, freezes for a second staring at us in surpri
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I turn off the tap, compose myself and step back into the club. I only manage to take a single step when I feel strong arms snake around my waist from behind, their contact burning my skin like salacious fire, making me gasp in pleasure. I don’t have to look to know whose arms are wrapped around me. I feel it in the core of my being as my essram rejoices to finally be in his arms. He pulls me close, my back firmly pressed against his chest, burning my skin with our contact and once again I don’t fight it; I relish it. I take in a deep breath, inhaling his scent like oxygen. The more chances I get to experience it the better I can describe it. He smells like frost on a cold winter’s night, the kind that chills you to the bone and turns your breath to fog. I never thought such a scent could be so alluring, but here we are.He leans down, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear making me shiver. “Is my little avifauna trying to fly away?” he whispers, his deep, bass of a voice sendi
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