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 Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 12:37 am
He avoided looking at Caladwen directly in the eyes as he was sure to break if he did. He waited till she was well out of site before looking up again all the while watching her out of the corner of his eyes having missed her so.
Hurriedly he rushed to Limdur, feeling like a lost child himself as he kneeling in front of him.
Taking his mate's hand he lowered his head to not show his pain, eyes gleaming with tears so close to falling down his face. Though he spoke calmly, "I am sorry, I failed to find him." He moved quickly next to Limdur, twisting his body toward him, reaching an arm around his shoulders in comfort, "But before you say anything, I am sure he will return. I have a feeling deep within my heart. When he is ready he will come home, I promise you that."
His face was steady but the tear that fell told all. Tears mixed with happiness and sadness. Relieved to be back home, but regret at returning alone. Though he had felt he could not be away any longer, he was needed here.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 5:48 pm
Listening to his mate he gently pulled his dark love to himself. "I will believe in your words...and in our son. I just hope that nothing wicked will hinder his return to us one day." To have his son killed before he could return home would be a horrid thing, especially if they did not know of it's happening.
Running his fingers gently through Almàrean's pale golden hair, fingers long and slender, he sighed softly. "We will need to tell our daughter in the most gentle of manner." He was sure she would not run off but she would be upset, more so than she currently was. "Vanity has been spending much time with our little star." As was Vanity spending time in his company as well. "She has only recently arrived, she claims to have sensed our need for her." But not in some warrior fashion.
Laying back onto his pillows, pulling his mate down with him as he idly pet his hair. "Perhaps we should work, and plan, toward some event in the summer to lighten the spirits within this temple and those in it."
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 9:28 pm
Almàrean shut his eyes and relaxed under Limdur's touch. "He is a strong boy, He can hold his own. Have faith in him." He burried himself deaper in Limdur's hold taking in his crisp scent, what he would imagine to moon to smell like.
"Should we go talk to her together?" He was worried for her. Her sibling lost, himself only returning and not really giving her much needed attention as of yet. "The poor girl."
He layed more next Limdur hand resting on his chest. "I think an event would be perfect to lighten the mood. Company does wonders in times of need. What kind of event should we hold?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 11:20 pm
Being the Moon God it was likely the Moon did indeed smell like him. Holding. embracing, his mate against his chest Limdur's white hair mingling with his lively little moon's golden hair. Fingers combing through his mates hair he sighed softly.
"Soon, but let us spend some time before we speak with our little star." Limdur whispered into Almàrean's hair. He didn't want to leave his mate right now, he'd much rather spend some time with his long missed other half. "Let the Moon go higher into the sky, than we will speak with her, for now I wish to spend my time with you my little moon, I have missed you so very much."
"When she's to be told we will both do it, as we should," And to support each other as they told her. He didn't think he could tell her on his own, this was a two fae job.
"Perhaps the mid summer night, it is a lunar holiday. We can hold an event than. Make it a properly celebrated holidays. We can hold it inside the temple and in the clearing around the temple." Lights in the trees around the clearing and perhaps some form of wading pool incase it was a hot evening. They could have a very nice celebration here.
"Invite all the mortals who wish to come and family of ours." Family would be nice to have at such an event, he wanted family around it would be...comforting.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:42 am
His god's finger's scratching his head in steady strokes made him tired. Eyes closed but still awake for the moment. "I've missed you as well, more than I can say."
"I'll stay with you till ready, then we can speak to her. Also discuss more of the celebration plans, I think that would be a perfect thing for Caladwen to help with, to keep her busy. She can decorate or plan."
"My love, I must rest know." He snuggled further into his God. "The trip has caught up with me."
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 1:15 pm
Watching his mate slowly become more sleepy a smile came to his face, a peaceful one. How sweet was his mate like this? How he had missed his little moon, so terribly he had wept for his missing mate as much as he had for their run away son.
"Sleep my love, tonight we shall sleep under the stary sky and the moons loving rays, together again."
Tomorrow, when they awoke, then he would tell his mate of the werewolves he had taken onto their territory, to protect and keep safe. He wold explain it when his lovely little moon woke.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 9:25 pm
Alma woke alone, scanning the area he got up to walk around. The Temple was empty. His heart leaped into his throat. He was on the edge of panic, running around the temple double checking, triple checking. No one.
He saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye walk away, he followed it. Squinting he had hope, his son, it was his son. The shadow walked out the front door and he ran after him calling out. He burst outside, it was dark and there was no one to be seen. The moon was bright, but with every blink it grew darker as a cloud envelopes the moon. Shadow was gone, everything was gone...
He woke with a loud gasp in a cold sweat. "Limdur!" He was frantic quickly looking about to find someone. Tears fell down his cheeks freely.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 9:37 pm
Sleeping soundly, his mate in his arms asleep, he had not expected his love to be suffering a nightmare. Even more unexpected was the way in which Limdur was awoken, his mate jumping up and shouting out his name.
Sensitive to his mate's needs, and emotions, the white haired deity gathered his dear Almàrean into his arms the deity rocked gently. Soothing, whispered, words of nonsense were uttered into his loves ear. Trying to calm him, assure him all was right though it wasn't.
"My dear little moon, tell me what troubles yout sleep, and causes such rivers of sadness to stream down your cheeks?" Even though he had yet to be answered he had a feeling he knew the answer, their sons departure played a role in this nightmare. How he missed his son desperately. Casting his blue eyes, one hidden by his hair, he sent a silent pray to his siblings, and his mother, to protect their son...wherever he may be.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:50 pm
Breathing deep and wiping his tears away he sat more composed. "It's the same dream, I relive it often, searching for our son, seeing him. Trying to catch up with him but soon he vanished into the night and no matter how hard I try I can not track him, or find a hint of him anywhere."
"Though I would like to not dwell on it, let us plan." Keeping busy would help, otherwise his thoughts always wander to their son. "For our event, shall we plan decorations first, then think of a buffet of some sort, guest list then a date?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 9:11 am
"I will from this night on guard your sleep my love." And if his mate should have another dream, such as this one, he would wake him and comfort him. "These dreams will pass, with time. Till then we will work with them my little moon."
No on to the issue of planning for a celebration. "We will also need games and prizes for those who come. For decorations I was thinking to do something simple, over the top is unneeded." Simple could sometimes be the most awe inspiring, and he like simplicity anyway. "Let us discuss decorations first though, food we can wait on planning for a time at least."
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 3:07 pm
It was days passed the celebration, long passed his last meeting with the god Limdur and his Angelique mate. He was nervous, his mind spinning about as he walked through the darkness toward the shining torch that was the temple of the moon. His paws fell lightly on the stone covered walk, he reaching thes tairs and taking them to the double doors. He took a slow, deep breath, his eyes closed as he uttered a soft prayer for himself and that all would go well. He then pushed one heavy door aside, he entering that dimly lit hall.
The Faefox was in awe, his eyes looking about the temple surroundings, noting the benches, the candles as he walked, his heat in his chest, his eyes darting down that hall, seeing the shining arch as he passed into the central chamber. "Please let this be the right way...please Lunaris...don't mess this up."
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 8:19 pm
He was not wrong in where he was going. Limdur was under the glass dome ceiling. Spread out along the pillows he lay on his side. His son, Alyan curled to his chest napping. Blue eyes, only one visible, turned toward the steps down to the sunken part of the room where he was.
Behind him was his throne, often he did not sit in it. It was there, for the sake of being there and if ever he sat and greeted someone of high rank in a completely proper manner.
Right now though, with his son gripping his hair in his fists and sleeping, he was not about to sit in his throne. "Greetings and gentle blessings." His voice like a gentle whisper, as gentle as the silvery rays of the moon, they still would reach the approaching fae.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 5:14 pm
It was when Lunaris heard the sound of the god's gentle voice that he knew that he was in fact in the correct place. He looked forward and saw the god laying there with his child, the fae fox near instantly falling to his knees. He knew at the party they had not been so very formal, but here, this was the God's temple, he deserved the fox's respect. "Moon god, I have come as I told you I would. my desires have not changed, I wish to join your temple, in service to you if you will still allow me that great honor." His eyes were cast on the floor, if the god did not want the formalities, he knew he would let him know.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 3:44 pm
[siuze=9]Staring at the fox he was surprised to see him so quickly on his knees bowing. The act didn't surprise him, the speed by which it was done however had. Chuckling he rested a hand on his pillows as he sat himself up slowly, long silken strands of white hair slipping through his sons hands. His son still had a hold of his hair though, just not the same part.
"You may address me as Limdur, I am not so formal as to need the title of Moon God." It was his title, yes, but he did not need to be called that it was like stating the obvious and it was not his name. he was Limdur, not Moon God. Moon God was a rank, not who he was.
"I am glad to hear this and to know your thoughts have not changed." No rhyme or riddle of speech left him as he spoke, he was serious and yet soft and gentle of voice. "I will put you at the lowest rank, a probation rank. If you decide during this time you do not wish to remain here you may leave. I just pray you let me know should leaving become your desire. Now do rise, you need not bow to me so formally."
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 10:13 am
The young fox's eyes lifted and her gazed upon the god that had been so very kind to him. He had heard the god were fierce, despised mortals like he. But at the party, Limdur had been so kind, it had thrown his off his game.
"Of course, Limdur. I do think we have gone through this before. I thank you, for allowing me to prove myself, and to myself that I can be something more than a simple poet that gazes at the sky."
He rose from the ground and dusted himself off once before nodding. "This child with you, it is your son? I believe you mentioned him at the party, but I never...got the honor of meeting him."
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