the tremble that knots around his spine is more brutal than any caused by the whip of winter’s FRIGID BREATH. her voice . it is one he would recognize even in death. it’s whisper had haunted every dream ; invaded the tongue of any woman who’s path he had crossed since they parted. ❛ there is no honor in killing a man who cannot defend himself. ❜ boots turn into the earth. his legs twist and allow his frame to spin until his eyes land on the angelic silhouette he never thought he’d see again. ❛ and you are not made for dishonor. ❜
as a woman of her promise, she brought her arrow head back more; hoping to frighten the man as he DISOBEYED her command. but all shattered into the ground beneath them as their eyes met once more. how long could it had been since the last time they crossed paths ? far too long.. she could feel her arms begin to tremble as she stared into his eyes, holding her position STEADILY as she attempted to catch her breath or what was left of it. ❛ you do not know me anymore. ❜ she whispered, her voice shaking for a moment before REGAINING her composure. ❛ dishonor. honor. it is all the same to me. a blurred, fine line.. cassius. ❜ his name. bittersweet yet full of blood. a memory only her heart could beat for. a man whom still, after all these months —— YEARS —— had a hold over her.
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