
Posted by CHEVEYO on October 4, 2008, 5:39 am CHEVEYO
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He had fled the sand dunes, hurriedly weaving in and out of them, even with the mental and elemental fatigue on his figure—he is emotionally worn out. His sister, only half by blood, hates him. For what? She said he stole him. Stole who? Corrigan? Cheveyo stole him? He knew nothing until the moment Oceantree walked up to him smelling exactly like Corrigan—and then it was already too late.
He is nothing, Water I, and an unranked Scholar. He is lover to an also unranked Scholar who could break Cheveyo in half with his Element, were it.. more. Or well—perhaps I speak in haste, they have not shared their bodies, but it is all Cheveyo thinks about, dreams about—since their secret time in the back yard of Andarin.
He misses being close to the younger boy, he misses Corrigan’s warmth and gentleness. He is glad to have found a love like this. “ Corrigan. “
His voice is water over the land, but he knows ( he doesn’t reallyyyy know, I mean, Corrigan could ignore the call ) that it will reach Corrigan’s ears—the boy has been stolen to Solira, and water is abundant there. “ Where are you?.. “ He is sad, fatigued, and now—sisterless. Well, there’s still Aequitas, Soraya, Stelona, and Lilium—right? And of course, Corrigan—his rock..
water i x student of yehl2
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