KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Korbin felt it, but not knowing where the sensation came from he looked around, wariness falling back over his posture again. A rumble without sound was just uncomfortable, like a tingle of dread up the spine... He shifted uneasily.
Then the dragon rose, with some words offered in parting, and the youngest Hale sibling nodded in what could almost pass for a polite response. "If it's still a problem come Flowerbirth... I might take you up on it," he replied, a bit reluctantly. By then, he'd probably be desperate enough to ask anyone for help.
"Stay warm," was the only thing he offered back; terse and to the point. But that was the way of all Halovians, and it was the best kind of well wish he could think of.
When there was no more talking to do, Korbin shimmered and shifted. Dark raven wings carried him away, the sound of each beat like the rustle of silk in the quiet day. The wind picked up, the snow flurried... and then he was gone.
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- FIN
Then the dragon rose, with some words offered in parting, and the youngest Hale sibling nodded in what could almost pass for a polite response. "If it's still a problem come Flowerbirth... I might take you up on it," he replied, a bit reluctantly. By then, he'd probably be desperate enough to ask anyone for help.
"Stay warm," was the only thing he offered back; terse and to the point. But that was the way of all Halovians, and it was the best kind of well wish he could think of.
When there was no more talking to do, Korbin shimmered and shifted. Dark raven wings carried him away, the sound of each beat like the rustle of silk in the quiet day. The wind picked up, the snow flurried... and then he was gone.
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- FIN
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
