who do you carry that torch for?
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Her clawed feet were extended on the damp sand, curling each time as the waves came to crash upon them. Ryan had made her way to the shore from her den – a rather short walk – and decided to recline on one of the few places where the beach was lined with sand. With her legs bent leisurely at the knees, the fabric of her dress had fallen high along her thighs and she leaned back to let the sun radiate against her face. The summer was coming to a close soon, but the weather had finally started to look up. They had actually had some days of sunshine to break up all of that rain, and Ryan couldn’t be happier. The rain had started to become more of a nuisance than anything – even the water in the bay had crept up higher along the shore.

Her auburn waves bounced as she flipped a few fingers through it. She had been confused lately – still trying to figure out what was happening with her in this life. DaVinci was gone now and had left Ryan’s heart in a depressing state. She wanted someone, anyone, to cling to. Anselm’s reappearance had done some to mend it, but not entirely. Her rank in the clan – well, she wasn’t sure how well she was doing. Ryan had to wonder if perhaps Kaena, whom she had learned was Gabriel’s mother, would do better serving by her son’s side. Maybe even Anselm, if he decided to stick around, would once again rise to his former rank. She sighed, smiling as the cool breeze from the bay whipped at her face and momentarily forgetting all her troubles.




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