Original Code by Firenze
"If you try, you risk failure. If you don’t, you ensure it. " - Saskya
Third of Winter,515 AV
Early morning seemed to come quickly to the Bronzewoods. The bleached,creamy snow covered the ground that had once been green, and had procured what could e described as a cold,chilly air outside of the seasoned, cozy cottage that held Saskya along with her bondmate,Caden and had done so for nearly a year now. The seemingly decrepit furnace had stayed on through the night and kept the two warm,along with the position that they had fallen into a deep slumber in. Saskya gently stirred in her slumber, her pale, radiant eyes slowly opened to the light of the bright morning that had breached it's way into the cabin. Her senses slowly started to come back to her,as her body was regaining consciousness from her deep slumber. Her vivid dreams had elated her when she was in her peaceful sleep. Her lover's comfort had stimulated her senses,when she had fully opened her eyes. They had fallen asleep and stayed in the same position that they had been in before,during the night. She had smiled to herself. She was truly happy and comfortable in the position. Caden had his arms wrapped around her lower stomach,in a soft grip, with both of his arms. She had still felt the touch of his hands on her silky,smooth black hair and the radiance of his smile as she closed her eyes during the night.
It was rare that she had awoken before Caden, as he had spoke about always being trained to wake early in the morning. It was him on most days that would gently wake her up to proceed with the day,and venture out on their next task jointly. She had slyly drifted out of his grasp and stood up. She looked at her sleeping bondmate and stated to ponder "Hmmm..Maybe I should make breakfast. If he's hungry, he will surely wake up." She proceeded to quietly giggle to herself mischievously as a child would, in their devilish stride. She had trekked over to the cooking stove.
There had been the previous night's leftovers on the cracked wooden counter. She reached down to light the fire under the cooking pot and then proceeded to gather wooden bowls, as well as some spices and oils from the storage container in the kitchen. While the meat had been cooking in the pot, she had added some elderberry,sage and salt, as well as a teaspoon of olive oil, or so she though. In her haste to get everything gathered,she had not been paying attention and grabbed a tablespoon instead. She cursed silently when she realized her mistake and quickly added a mixture of some more spices to hopefully mask her mistake enough to where it still tasted good. She was not nearly as skilled in the cooking department as a world-class chef would have been. The salt had depleted the meat into a form of jerky, Saskya had realized this and quickly pulled up the now tough jerky. She sighed as she heard Caden rumble in his sleep, he was waking up slowly. She giggled again thinking to herself "I knew he must have been hungry,I just hope he likes it." She had quickly spun back around to the cooking storage,grabbing two wooden plates along with some eating utensils, then proceeded to cut up the meat with a sharpened knife,being careful not to wound herself. She had placed a decently sized slice of meat on each plate and advanced to their makeshift table that Caden had built himself when they first made their home in the cottage. She had bent her knees down a slight angle, setting the plates and utensils out carefully. The aroma from the meat had made Saskya close her eyes and had made her tongue salivate. She thought to herself "At least it smells nice." She slowly crept over to Caden and proceeded to gently wake him.
"If you try, you risk failure. If you don’t, you ensure it. " - Saskya
Third of Winter,515 AV
Early morning seemed to come quickly to the Bronzewoods. The bleached,creamy snow covered the ground that had once been green, and had procured what could e described as a cold,chilly air outside of the seasoned, cozy cottage that held Saskya along with her bondmate,Caden and had done so for nearly a year now. The seemingly decrepit furnace had stayed on through the night and kept the two warm,along with the position that they had fallen into a deep slumber in. Saskya gently stirred in her slumber, her pale, radiant eyes slowly opened to the light of the bright morning that had breached it's way into the cabin. Her senses slowly started to come back to her,as her body was regaining consciousness from her deep slumber. Her vivid dreams had elated her when she was in her peaceful sleep. Her lover's comfort had stimulated her senses,when she had fully opened her eyes. They had fallen asleep and stayed in the same position that they had been in before,during the night. She had smiled to herself. She was truly happy and comfortable in the position. Caden had his arms wrapped around her lower stomach,in a soft grip, with both of his arms. She had still felt the touch of his hands on her silky,smooth black hair and the radiance of his smile as she closed her eyes during the night.
It was rare that she had awoken before Caden, as he had spoke about always being trained to wake early in the morning. It was him on most days that would gently wake her up to proceed with the day,and venture out on their next task jointly. She had slyly drifted out of his grasp and stood up. She looked at her sleeping bondmate and stated to ponder "Hmmm..Maybe I should make breakfast. If he's hungry, he will surely wake up." She proceeded to quietly giggle to herself mischievously as a child would, in their devilish stride. She had trekked over to the cooking stove.
There had been the previous night's leftovers on the cracked wooden counter. She reached down to light the fire under the cooking pot and then proceeded to gather wooden bowls, as well as some spices and oils from the storage container in the kitchen. While the meat had been cooking in the pot, she had added some elderberry,sage and salt, as well as a teaspoon of olive oil, or so she though. In her haste to get everything gathered,she had not been paying attention and grabbed a tablespoon instead. She cursed silently when she realized her mistake and quickly added a mixture of some more spices to hopefully mask her mistake enough to where it still tasted good. She was not nearly as skilled in the cooking department as a world-class chef would have been. The salt had depleted the meat into a form of jerky, Saskya had realized this and quickly pulled up the now tough jerky. She sighed as she heard Caden rumble in his sleep, he was waking up slowly. She giggled again thinking to herself "I knew he must have been hungry,I just hope he likes it." She had quickly spun back around to the cooking storage,grabbing two wooden plates along with some eating utensils, then proceeded to cut up the meat with a sharpened knife,being careful not to wound herself. She had placed a decently sized slice of meat on each plate and advanced to their makeshift table that Caden had built himself when they first made their home in the cottage. She had bent her knees down a slight angle, setting the plates and utensils out carefully. The aroma from the meat had made Saskya close her eyes and had made her tongue salivate. She thought to herself "At least it smells nice." She slowly crept over to Caden and proceeded to gently wake him.