#reddenedhands

[forgedheda-blog]

                             sunlight shines upon their stallions  (  her own & those of her guards  )  as the metallic GATE is reached. with guns prepared the keepers await                she can smell their DISTRUST in the air & cannot blame them for it. regality in her frame, the commander is PATIENT                none of this can be rushed or it could go terribly WRONG. a hand motion  :  an order for her people to stay back when the doors finally open  ;  & THERE SHE STANDS. none of the brewing emotions are betrayed by her expression  (  she's learnt how to separate feelings from duty long ago  )  although her voice is SOFT, horse left behind.  ❛           HELLO, CLARKE.  ❜    (  @reddenedhands​ !  )

[herkill-blog]

                 fingers brush over graceful lines making up landscapes & people; she flips through page after page of clarke’s sketchbook,  ❛ god, clarke ----- these are AMAZING. ❜ she’s not especially skilled at sitting still & quiet while clarke is hard at work studying.

                                                                                                                    @reddenedhands​;