sewurn
© ⠀⠀⠀⠀┈┈ THE SCENT OF DEWY RAIN, THUNDER OUTSIDE AND, HAY WITH A MIXTURE OF WOOD AND STRAW FILLED HIS NOSTRILS. darkness coveted the barn, providing a vast sanctuary for ryomen. the animals however, sensed what a mortal couldn’t, THEY SENSED HIS UNSEEN PRESENCE AND WITH DISTASTE, NEIGHED. but it mattered little to him, aside of the growing irritation and he turned abruptly. a vast, unspoken look was all they needed, and manes shrank back in their stalls, chiding to utter silence. HE WAS SATISFIED ONLY FOR A MOMENT AFORE A NEW SCENT GRACED HIS NOSTRILS. what transpired next was unseen, movement lithe, and a soft grunt would sift through the back of his throat -— only for ryomen to swallow it back. itching fingers reached in the darkness, still and motionless; at the meticulous speed, he felt the soft flesh of throat and like greed coursing through his vein with an adrenaline so high; he closed his fingers around the jugular of the enemy’s throat.
DELITESCO
lightning burnt the sky a brilliant white & wyatt stepped off the porch of his farmhouse. shrugged further into his jacket, he trudged through the worsening mud in attempt to reach the barn before the next thunderclap. the region rarely saw such violent storms & the horses were new — many of them being held for friends or members of the rodeo performers.
he reached the barn before the thunder broke again, ducked inside & sighed as the door closed behind him. he never liked thunderstorms — before the thought could take root, wyatt noticed a presence. he had reached for his whip by the time he felt a hand on his skin. the lightning cracked & for a moment, the face of the assailant was illuminated in stomach turning brilliance. wyatt stared into the dark, a voice piercing through the murkiness & wyatt couldn't bring himself to speak.
a few moments of silence passed, a distant thunderclap burning the land with light. "y-yeah. this is mine, the barn is mine. didn't mean to spook ya— i was.. the horses ain't used to this. i don't mean to hurt ya, please don't— i don't wanna cause you no trouble, sir."
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sewurn
OO1. ⠀⠀⠀┈┈ LIGHTNING FLASHED JUST AS HE DREW THE OTHER CLOSER, and the breath he hadn’t noted escaped pale lips. a momentary relapse, as if the rain outside had a voice of its own, taunting the god. but fascinating, wasn’t it? he found himself feeling the cold brunt of anger licking his wounds and the provided vision of the —- a man, it was; tall but not nearly as tall as him, and it irked ryomen. unease settled in the pitch of his belly as the moment shattered to pieces, and he could feel it. the line he’d crossed, the sanctuary that was no longer his ⠀⠀┈┈ even amidst darkness.
“this yours?”
staring intently as darkness once more surrounded the barn and lightning no longer provided a vast visage; however, he could still see past the vivid blankets of nothingness, and ryomen sighed. the war in wanting to release the other weighed heavily in his mind, but so did the need for a quiet, undisturbed calm.
