Feyre Archeron (feyrearcheron) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-10-25 22:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~feyre, ~matt murdock |
Who: Feyre and Matt Murdock
Where: Among the streets.
What: Exploring the night, in the city, in the rain.
When: Late night
Rating: TBD
Open: Ask first
Status: On going
She'd done it. She'd moved out as she'd promised Katherine she would. But she felt cowardice nipping at her heals. She hadn't told Rhysand she would. She'd simply packed up her things and left. It had grown that she felt like she was crowding in on what should have been happy for them both. Even if neither said anything about it. But as she'd predicted, that first night was plagued with dreams. And so Feyre found herself running from them. Hoping, praying even, that her walls had held. That Rhys hadn't felt the earth shattering fear that had gripped onto her, and chased her from her bed, and into the night. She was simply dressed. Comfortable things the twins had once set out for her to go hunting in. Bow and quiver over her shoulders, in case of trouble. Jeweled dagger at her waist. She was ready for a hunt. Ready for danger. What she wasn't ready for, what started out as a faint patter of rain, which soon became a steady drizzle. It wasn't enough to chase her home, to her new apartment, though. She'd foraged for food in much worse. But it did put a chill in the air. |