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Kaiyer, You'll be angry for what we have done to you, but we had no choice. You forced our hand. I hope you can at least understand, if not forgive, our actions. In the end, you were the one who had everything and destroyed it. You were the one who betrayed us. I wish you weren't so headstrong and could have accepted the world you were about to create. I wish Thayer, Gorbanni, and Alexia hadn't pushed their agenda. I wish you would have chosen differently. Perhaps your choice makes sense to me now that I know everything. I wish everyone could have told you instead of being afraid. We were
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The first few steps were easier than I expected, although my joints creaked like a dead tree in the wind and my head spun.
Wind and Water are two sides of the same Element. They both crash into the Earth and wear it down to the smallest particle of energy. Earth and Wind create Fire, Earth and Water create life.
The table flew through the air with a tiny spin. It hit the first man in the kitchen against his shoulders and head. The sound was like thunder fucking a mountain.
“I’ll room alone if you don’t take offense, Greykin. I’ve heard your snoring for the last month and don’t even know if I can sleep without dreaming of working in a mill,”
The Earth is your body. Your body is the Earth. Your blood is the Water that flows inside of the Earth.
I nodded and left the room. One of the guards peeked in the door to make sure Greykin was okay as I left. That was good training.
"I took them from a camp of Vanlourn soldiers. I didn’t have any clothes, and they didn't need them anymore." The king laughed again. It came straight from his belly.
Nadea said as she shot me another icy glare. She was very attractive when angry, and I couldn't help but smile at her.
She tasted of apricots, sweet, with a slightly sour after taste.
I found myself entranced by his fingers and body movements as he pulled the music out of the air and pushed it to us.
no one dared to move. Now they would be privy to a different performance, one far darker and more sinister than what they had enjoyed so far this night.
The Elven people are not used to experiencing anything other than pleasure. They are mentally unprepared for the serious wounds that we will inflict upon their bodies, minds, and souls.
I heard the soft laughter of a brook up ahead of me.
"We hit their supply lines so hard they have started to eat their humans,"
It tasted like bittersweet lemons mixed with milk and snow.
Maybe the stay here wouldn't be as dull as I thought? I needed something to fight. It looked like Runir and Nanos would be interesting recreation during the winter months.
he sat up abruptly and laughed, his belly movement cutting through the room like an avalanche of snow disrupts the noise of children playing.
"They began to eat their human slaves. It was the only source of food that they knew wouldn't be poisoned.
"I knew it was a trap. We couldn't save them without heavy losses. I wasn't going to waste the lives of my soldiers on an animal that lay in its death throes.
I felt heartsick for the days when we were a small group pitted against impossible odds, when we all lived, ate, and trained like a family.
Our love happened so long ago that the memories should have faded, but I couldn't forget. I still tasted her tongue and body. Her scent lingered on my skin upon waking. Every shadow, every flash of red or glint of sun seen from the corner of my eye would send a small electric jolt of anticipation and fear through my stomach as I turned to look for her. It would never be over until she was dead by my hand.
I was ravenous and satisfying my hunger was more important than making her happy at the moment.
My eyes met hers again and I could see her look down into the tub and back up to my eyes, then my lips. Her hands began to stroke her hair and her crossed foot started to do quick, small circles.
I wanted to be free, even if that meant that I died like a starving wolf instead of a well-fed dog.
Once settled, I ran my right hand over the hilts of the blades and memorized their draw angles.
It was impossible to walk across the battlefield without stepping on bodies.
Jessmei needed me now and no one else could help her. I set off at a run after the horses. I would catch them and bring her back. I never failed. Or at least, I hadn't remembered failing yet. Perhaps I shouldn't have taken much comfort from the holes in my memory.
You look like someone cut off your left nut and made you use it as fishing bait.
My heart seems to stop beating whenever she is around. I’ve tried being with other women, but she is the only one I want. I think about her all the time, I feel like she is the water that will quench my thirst."
It didn't help that I hadn't slept for three weeks or eaten much in the last two of them.
My memory was imperfect and would decay as a sandcastle built on the low tide eventually succumbs to the waves.
"As you get older, you carry more and more memories Paug. Some of them will stay with you forever because they impact your personality, some will linger because they influence the future decisions you make. Sometimes you will forget the less important things about a person and only remember the core of them."
I wondered what would have happened if I had talked to her. She probably would have said no and brushed me away, but then I would know I possessed the bravery to ask her.
If I had done it, I may have been rejected, in which case I would be no worse off than I was now, but I also could have gained the friendship, or even love, of the talented songstress. Inaction and fear were insulating, but also paralyzing.
“I don't want to grow old wondering about the hero I might have been. I don't want to live life as a spectator during a play.
saw Grandfather still watching me from the middle of the road. I raised my hand in the air in farewell and I saw his blurry shape do the same. Then I rode down the other side, to my destiny.
It was a trail of blood that showed evidence of my passing. By the time the three of us had made it to the empty field that separated the Elven army from my troops, the O'Baarni were roaring like a flame devouring a forest.
"I'm going to taste you," I rubbed her thighs more and spread her legs, revealing the moist, sleek lips around her entrance. She didn't resist me. "What? What do you mean?" her wetness smelled like lavender flowers. "Relax Jessmei. You will enjoy this," I said before the tip of my tongue gently licked her wet labium. She tasted as good as she smelled, like flowers with a hint of citrus sweetness. I made my tongue dance across her lips in a circle pattern before I pushed my tongue halfway into her entrance to get the full flavor of her wetness.
