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The buckskin heaved and panted, its nostrils flaring, sweat and foam drinking down its neck and hindquarters. Its tired legs were merely two flaps of skin in the wind barely moving to carrying the body fast through the woods. Maverick no longer feared this place, the deep dark of the bare trees and thick darkness. He could see it as if the sun lit the sky and all was peaceful and good. But everything wasnt peaceful. Urgency ringed in his mind, and Maverick pushed his horse harder, his heel digging into the buckskins side, pushing the tired animal faster.
I have to see him, Maverick thought desperately. I have to find him, no matter what the cost to me. Please, be alive Gabriel. Im coming for you now. Im sorry that it took so long, but I can come now.
Guilt surged through Mavericks body, eating at his intestines and stomach, if they were still there after he had become a being of the night, a blood drinker. He had been gobbling up food faster than a pig, an
Maverick was regaining his senses, feeling alive once again. The blood from his dear Hiro was warming his body, enhancing his senses so he could see again, could hear again. His tongue licked his lips. Such a wonderful experience. Such pleasure that he had never experienced.
Now youll die.. Hiro said, looking away from Maverick, away to the windows with the growing colors that said the sun was coming.
Maverick looked at Hiro in surprise. Die? But he had just said he would live!
Die..? But I..
Hush, Hiro said, looking back to the boy in front of him whos eyes were wide with fear. You will live after you die. Death is something all of us need to go through. We are no exception. I died..but I lived.
Maverick listened, wishing he didnt have to die. Was death what he thought it was? Was death the darkness that he imagined?
Death is painful for us, people like us, Hiro said, looking away once again, his eyes l
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Your horse was saved..
Huh? Maverick looked up then, having been looking at the ground as he had come with Hiro to the tall, wooden doors. They looked so strong, so tough to get through.
Hiro reached up to take into his pale hand the large ring that acted as the way to open the doors. How could he open it himself?
That buckskin. Hell be alright. A little spooked, but hes fine. Akemi, right? Hiro was watching Maverick then as the older brother had looked down to his cold hands.
You know his name? Mavericks head had shot up to look at Hiro, eyes of blue wide open with curious and a bit of fear. How had Hiro known?
Yes. I do. No need to be fearful because of it. Youll know why in good time.
And pulling on the handle ring of the big door, it would yield to the mans strength, slowly opening to him and Maverick. And the boy was in shock at how this person in front of hi
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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