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13.Apr.12, 07:30 PM
Those perilous moments were among the longest in I'shan's short life.
He forced himself to open his eyes as he searched for N'gelt's arm with his own grasping hands. I'shan swallowed a desperate cry as he felt N'gelt recoil, undoubtedly roused from resignation, and finally clutch to him. "N'gelt!" I'shan screamed above the whipping wind, his voice drowned out to his own ears. Could N'gelt even hear him?
No matter right now! I'shan's hands snapped back to his own straps once N'gelt was secure. Ilveriath's relif washed over the still-panicked bluerider like a gentle ebbing tide, filling both partners with shared elation. As Ilveriath spread his wings to catch their fall, both partners knew they would be safe.
As they descended, I'shan was keenly aware of N'gelt's heartrending sobs. Even a naive man like I'shan could see what a hard man N'gelt was, how reluctant he was to show emotion. As they descended slowly back to Pern, I'shan wanted nothing more than to twist around and embrace N'gelt, to ease the pain...
Ilveriath, mentally and physically exhausted, allowed his own tension to diffuse and slipped quietly into his bonded's mind. He found such a wealth of affection there, tender concern for N'gelt and delayed gratitude for Ilveriath' encouragement, the very foundation of his own bravery. Ilveriath rumbled and channeled their twin affections to N'gelt, trying his best to reassure the man when I'shan could not.
They were soon on the ground. Ilveriath landed lightly and immediately lowered his neck, allowing both men to dismount as soon as possible. I'shan shuddered for a moment, clutching Ilveriath's neck in an effort to keep his hand from shaking, while N'gelt and Saquith were reunited behind them. I'shan was just as reluctant for N'gelt to let go as N'gelt was to actually initiate their separation.
Thank you for making me brave he whispered to his blue.
I only encouraged you. It is you who deserve the praise Ilveriath whispered in reply. Both sat there as if terrified to move for a couple long minutes before I'shan finally pried himself away, turning around to the sweet sight of N'gelt embracing Saquith. Ishan's heart pounded in his throat. He'd never seen N'gelt so gentle before...
The bluerider broke out into a silly smile as N'gelt approached him. There was the familiar hesitance, the pride that kept N'gelt from expressing his feelings. Before I'shan could answer N'gelt's stuttering with an embrace, the brownrider pulled him close.
I'shan welcomed the firm grip and buried his face into N'gelt's shoulder. The bluerider quickly burst into tears.
He never wanted to let go.
He forced himself to open his eyes as he searched for N'gelt's arm with his own grasping hands. I'shan swallowed a desperate cry as he felt N'gelt recoil, undoubtedly roused from resignation, and finally clutch to him. "N'gelt!" I'shan screamed above the whipping wind, his voice drowned out to his own ears. Could N'gelt even hear him?
No matter right now! I'shan's hands snapped back to his own straps once N'gelt was secure. Ilveriath's relif washed over the still-panicked bluerider like a gentle ebbing tide, filling both partners with shared elation. As Ilveriath spread his wings to catch their fall, both partners knew they would be safe.
As they descended, I'shan was keenly aware of N'gelt's heartrending sobs. Even a naive man like I'shan could see what a hard man N'gelt was, how reluctant he was to show emotion. As they descended slowly back to Pern, I'shan wanted nothing more than to twist around and embrace N'gelt, to ease the pain...
Ilveriath, mentally and physically exhausted, allowed his own tension to diffuse and slipped quietly into his bonded's mind. He found such a wealth of affection there, tender concern for N'gelt and delayed gratitude for Ilveriath' encouragement, the very foundation of his own bravery. Ilveriath rumbled and channeled their twin affections to N'gelt, trying his best to reassure the man when I'shan could not.
They were soon on the ground. Ilveriath landed lightly and immediately lowered his neck, allowing both men to dismount as soon as possible. I'shan shuddered for a moment, clutching Ilveriath's neck in an effort to keep his hand from shaking, while N'gelt and Saquith were reunited behind them. I'shan was just as reluctant for N'gelt to let go as N'gelt was to actually initiate their separation.
Thank you for making me brave he whispered to his blue.
I only encouraged you. It is you who deserve the praise Ilveriath whispered in reply. Both sat there as if terrified to move for a couple long minutes before I'shan finally pried himself away, turning around to the sweet sight of N'gelt embracing Saquith. Ishan's heart pounded in his throat. He'd never seen N'gelt so gentle before...
The bluerider broke out into a silly smile as N'gelt approached him. There was the familiar hesitance, the pride that kept N'gelt from expressing his feelings. Before I'shan could answer N'gelt's stuttering with an embrace, the brownrider pulled him close.
I'shan welcomed the firm grip and buried his face into N'gelt's shoulder. The bluerider quickly burst into tears.
He never wanted to let go.
