I don’t even know yet man. Something super corny? Because I suck at titles.
I word blurted a while ago and while it’s really interesting and something I could continue, I have NO idea where I’m going with it 😬 I’ll leave it here for you all to read 😂 It’s an alternate story line, not exactly au.
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It was noon when he stumbled upon me, in the forest. The light was trickling through the branches and I had been caught, cast in a halo. He had found me sweating hair unkempt, chest heaving. For a moment we stared at each other taking in each other’s appearance. I knew my plight was worse than his, his white silken dhoti crisp, even though he had been riding on horse almost all morning. My sari was dirty, caked with mud and fraying. I watched him as he clocked my knotted hair; my earrings and my nose pin, the only sparkling jewelry I had on. I watched as his eyes traveled down my body, taking in every bruise that littered my skin. His eyes were sharp, registering everything, and as they worked their way down, his eyes widened imperceptibly as he registered the sharpened steel sword, glinting merrily in the light, as its edge dripped with bright, red, fresh blood, resting in my hand as if it belonged there. I glared as he scrutinized, clocking my lithe yet strong body. I saw his brow furrow, eyes narrow. and that was when I finally stopped his wandering eyes. I cleared my throat loudly, and his gaze snapped back to mine. His dark brown eyes met my lighter, almost hazel, ones. In his eyes, I saw confusion and concern mostly, but deep in the brown I also saw the bud of respect begin to rise. He clambered off his horse, grabbing the reigns as he walked closer to me.
