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___ saviors and saints
___homg am super rusty, but all welcome anyways <3
in character
___ devils and demons
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She thought still on turning the nimble mare around and returning to the small shamble that she and her children had separated off at. Her sons needed her mother than her daughter, but it had been that way since their infancy - Demetrii especially was the more quiet, soulful child. She missed him perhaps most of all, if only because he fed the dependency in her. He hadn't wanted to leave, but Abaddon had eventually taken his brother by the hand, smiled softly at their mother, and nodded to her plan. They had no attachment to the Inferni clan, and even less to any specific family other than their own small, nuclear unit. They didn't need to go back the way Ahemait wanted to. They had nothing to see, nothing to gain, nothing to prove. Knowing that there was a good chance the two boys had stayed together gave her a bit of peace and allowed her to press on.
With a toss of her sable hair she adjusted the small knapsack that hung loosely over her shoulder and gave the silver mare a small pat on the neck. She still had not named the creature, and was not quite as skilled a rider as she had hoped. It made travel slower, and dusk was already falling around them. The sunflower sea was not something she really remembered, but she knew that she was getting close. It was enough that she felt comfortable thinking about camping here for the night. She led the horse in a slow circle (half of her design, and half of inexperience) until the hooves had stomped down a decent patch in which they could camp. She stopped, swung her long legs off the mare, and got down.
She began making her crude campsite, but still felt a sort of emptiness. She had not really expected the loneliness after all.
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