Time Stamp 89 Fall 513 -Dream-
Laying back down beside Fallan, her heart racing after that horrible dream. She is self aware enough to understand that it comes from her fear that all she ever will be now is Fallan's brood mare. At least until he grows tired of her. Her relationship with him was so complicated, the foundation started on the sands of slavery and force, now ripped apart and the fragile twigs of exploring their boundaries have ensued now that he has agreed that she was free to choose. She was confused as to her own feelings towards him. Settling back down, moving automatically so that her red hair did not get caught beneath her as she drifts back off to sleep.
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This time she knew it was a dream, something about the summery quality of the air told her that it could not be real. Everything seemed to be tinted in gold almost, making everything seem happier and more peaceful. Taylani looked around, this time there were no stark tent walls surrounding her, no chain connecting her ankle to a peg in the ground. Instead it was waves after waves of rich green grasses that came all the way up to her hips. Her red hair was braided and beaded in Drykas fashion but not overly done to inhibit or subjugate her. Her body was dressed in soft muslin, not a Drykas fashion but one of Syliras, the color was a deep emerald green that only accentuated the reds in her hair.
There was a stream near by, and Taylani knelt on its banks, looking into the water. The reflection staring back at her was at once her but not her exactly. On the right side of her face a design had been tattoo'd, one that took her breath in the delicacy and beauty of who ever had applied it. A single rose petal, unfolded beneath the right eye, almost as if the eye itself was blooming. Laughter suddenly caught Taylani's attention and she turned, and sudden feeling of joy and happiness washed through her as she sees two horses riding towards her. One was Stormdancer, ridden by Fallan who rode tall and proud. In front of him sat a little boy no more then two surely. His dark hair was curly, like her fathers though her fathers had been blond. His chubby cheeks were split with a laughter as his father rode him on his strider. The other horse, Dreamchaser was also a strider..how did she know that striders name? On the strider was a girl child of about seven, red hair braided into twin braids that flowed back in the wind created by her speed.
"Shanya!" Fallan called as he pulled the horse to a stop, and at first Taylani looked at the little girl with the red hair expecting her to answer him. But Fallan dismounted, cradling the boy easily in his arms as he walked towards her, his grey eyes lit from within. "Shanya, the children have missed you." He bent to kiss her lips "I have missed you."
"Shanya?" Taylani asked quietly her brows raising "I am Taylani.." Her lips tingled gently from his kiss, and her hands automatically raised to caress the boy child's hair. Fallan smiles a little confused, "You haven't been Taylani since the day you earned your wind marks..don't you remember that you took the name Shanya?" His free hand raises to caress the rose petal on the side of her face, and the significance of the tattoo, and knowing the name of her strider Dreamchaser came to her in a rush. She . She was Drykas!
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Taylani did not wake from that peaceful dream, instead her body snuggled closer to the warmth of the man sharing her bedroll, her lips curving into a smile in her sleep even as a contented moan escapes her throat.
Laying back down beside Fallan, her heart racing after that horrible dream. She is self aware enough to understand that it comes from her fear that all she ever will be now is Fallan's brood mare. At least until he grows tired of her. Her relationship with him was so complicated, the foundation started on the sands of slavery and force, now ripped apart and the fragile twigs of exploring their boundaries have ensued now that he has agreed that she was free to choose. She was confused as to her own feelings towards him. Settling back down, moving automatically so that her red hair did not get caught beneath her as she drifts back off to sleep.
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This time she knew it was a dream, something about the summery quality of the air told her that it could not be real. Everything seemed to be tinted in gold almost, making everything seem happier and more peaceful. Taylani looked around, this time there were no stark tent walls surrounding her, no chain connecting her ankle to a peg in the ground. Instead it was waves after waves of rich green grasses that came all the way up to her hips. Her red hair was braided and beaded in Drykas fashion but not overly done to inhibit or subjugate her. Her body was dressed in soft muslin, not a Drykas fashion but one of Syliras, the color was a deep emerald green that only accentuated the reds in her hair.
There was a stream near by, and Taylani knelt on its banks, looking into the water. The reflection staring back at her was at once her but not her exactly. On the right side of her face a design had been tattoo'd, one that took her breath in the delicacy and beauty of who ever had applied it. A single rose petal, unfolded beneath the right eye, almost as if the eye itself was blooming. Laughter suddenly caught Taylani's attention and she turned, and sudden feeling of joy and happiness washed through her as she sees two horses riding towards her. One was Stormdancer, ridden by Fallan who rode tall and proud. In front of him sat a little boy no more then two surely. His dark hair was curly, like her fathers though her fathers had been blond. His chubby cheeks were split with a laughter as his father rode him on his strider. The other horse, Dreamchaser was also a strider..how did she know that striders name? On the strider was a girl child of about seven, red hair braided into twin braids that flowed back in the wind created by her speed.
"Shanya!" Fallan called as he pulled the horse to a stop, and at first Taylani looked at the little girl with the red hair expecting her to answer him. But Fallan dismounted, cradling the boy easily in his arms as he walked towards her, his grey eyes lit from within. "Shanya, the children have missed you." He bent to kiss her lips "I have missed you."
"Shanya?" Taylani asked quietly her brows raising "I am Taylani.." Her lips tingled gently from his kiss, and her hands automatically raised to caress the boy child's hair. Fallan smiles a little confused, "You haven't been Taylani since the day you earned your wind marks..don't you remember that you took the name Shanya?" His free hand raises to caress the rose petal on the side of her face, and the significance of the tattoo, and knowing the name of her strider Dreamchaser came to her in a rush. She . She was Drykas!
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Taylani did not wake from that peaceful dream, instead her body snuggled closer to the warmth of the man sharing her bedroll, her lips curving into a smile in her sleep even as a contented moan escapes her throat.
