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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.She settled into him without resistance, without thought. Just instinct, just need. His warmth, his strength, his steady breathing and... -
As Nym leaned into Settra, Settra took her into his arms. He felt her shake, felt that telltale lurching as the tears came rolling. One...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.Something broke in her, quietly and cleanly like a thread pulled too tight for too long, finally snapping. She had believed she was...
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Breath escaped Settra's lungs. Relent. A reprieve he wasn't expecting. He gave Nym's hand a squeeze, and as her volume fell, so did his...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.She flinched at his shout, an instinctive recoil, sharp with pain and sharper with shock. Settra didn’t yell. Not at her. Not ever. But...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.His words struck too deep and something inside her finally tore open. “Then I do not belong anywhere.” The fury blazing in her eyes...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.Her fingers tightened around his instinctively at the first brush of his touch. Her hand trembled and her throat ached, but she had no...
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Settra looked to Nym and managed something resembling a smile as she began to wake. First he raised his hand to meet her reaching, his...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.She slept deeply, swallowed whole by a darkness so complete it felt like mercy. No pain in her arm. No fear twisting in her ribs. No...
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And so night would come, the two figures riding all the way through it. The birds drove hard, far, far to the south. Taloned feet...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.Her vision swam, the world blurring at the edges like wet paint, and yet, there he was. She saw him, felt him Settra’s eyes met hers...
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A hand, scarred and calloused from the punishment of years, took Nym's with a tender touch that belied his nature and the violence he'd...
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Nym replied to the thread Private Tales Denoument.She was going to her death. She’d made her peace with that. No, not peace, but acceptance. A tired, hollow surrender. She had swallowed...
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Within those few hours Nymeasha would feel the bliss of the vial's contents course through her veins. She'd be shackled and taken by the...
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“Paltry wounds, I’ve had worse,” he remarked, hand coming away from her back to rub at an old scar on his chest, left by the knife of a...
