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Ash opened his emerald green eyes the feel of the soft grass tickling the sides of his face he could feel his silver hair braided. He looks up at the small child standing above him with a look of curiosity on her face.

“I am ok, little one.”

He looks around the clearing as he sits up in search of his companion only seeing the two black hounds standing on alert and wary of him, he suspects.

“I was with someone did you happen to see someone else around here, little one.” He gives her a small smile reassuring her that he is fine as he shifts to leaning up along a tree and looking down at himself. His outfit had changed to a classic black Armani three-piece suit his shoes were fine Italian leather and as he reached up to his hair he could feel his ears had extended to points just slightly.

taking a closer look at the little girl before him he would almost call her the child of Ashlynn their resemblance is almost uncanny.

“Oh, how rude of me I am Harper, Ash harper.” He extends his hand for a formal greeting still unsure of what was happening or where he was.    

The two demons curled their lips, releasing monstrous snarls at the creature before them as it extended a hand towards their master. Those dark green eyes, pure from the future torment, looked at the hand offered. She could smell the strange magic flowing off of his body in whisps;, not at all like the blood-tinged metallic that came with her abilities; honey with lilac and pine. He smelled of the faeries that begged her to come along with them at night, the ones that chased after her and left deep bites on her heels when she wasn’t fast enough. 

But she had never heard of a faerie willingly give their name to a stranger. Maybe this one is a good faerie, she thought.

‘Careful. We know not what it is. Do not make a blind deal.’  Saughter snapped his jaw a few spaces from Ash’s hand, receiving a glare from his little master. 

“No one comes in this forest when I am here.” 

‘When we are here to protect you.’ Medwick corrected. Ears raised in case another threat would soon be upon them. 

“Medwick did not see anyone else.” Her hand remained on his neck, still wary of the stranger. “Your clothes are strange … .” A once over; he could be faerie from his clothing alone, “I do not make blind deals.” She could hear Saughter’s chuckle in her thoughts as his body relaxed slightly. “My name is Ashlynn.” 

Ash did not flinch at the snarl nor the snap of the hound and slowly put his hand down. The confusion was apparent on his face as he processed the fact that this small child was Ashlynn Redd and from the looks of it before her mother started the experiments.

“Damn dragon sent us to far back or at least sent me to far back.” he muttered under his breath as he processed the situation. He gives his attention back to little Ashlynn.

“Ok, then I have to agree with you never make a deal without knowing the outcome first.” Ash could tell that there was no electronics nor technology that could be useful he had no weapons nor magic that he knew how to use his best bet would be to find  Abagale and explain what happened.

“Ashlynn do you know  Abagale by chance a beautiful red dragon.” hoping that she was learning magic from the dragon at this point was his only hope. 

The two demons snarled and Ashlynn’s rage took over her well being; two trees shattered behind Ash and a black spot appeared on the white of her left eye, forcing her to shut it tight from the abrupt pain. 

She rubbed it frantically as her other eye showed off similar spots of the black coloration. “Go away. I do not want to hurt you. You should forget about any dragons. They are only in fairy tales.” A lie. If he found her, he would surely be eaten. Abagadresa was in the foulest of moods when she had found the bruises and whip marks upon her body; Ashlynn had to beg her to not harm her mother. For three days, the mighty dragon pouted and refused to speak to her. Out of pity and the slight jealousy that came from the appearance of Ashlynn’s new companions, she began speaking, barely, but speaking none the less. 

Saughter rubbed his head against Ashlynn’s cheek, hoping that the gesture would help distract her from the pain. 

‘Why not show her him? The sight of that reptile ripping him in half would be sightly.’ Medwick sniffed the air, snapping his jaw to get her attention. 

“I am not that mean … she would not do that if I-” Her eyes wide when she realized her thoughts were coming out of her mouth. Those green eyes, now speckled with black, held fear and her chest heaved, quick to shake her head as if it would make the stranger forget what she had just revealed. 

Ash kept his calm he knew how powerful this child was and will be and that did not scare him nor did the hounds her reaction was enough to let him know that the dragon was around.

“You do not know me nor does Abagale right now but I do have a phrase that she taught me that will grant me safe passage.” He clears his throat and speaks the only dragon tongue he knows. “Kin of my Kin, Blood of my Blood safe passage we seek and truths we speak.” Abagale beat this into him saying should he ever come across another dragon they would trust him enough not to kill him on the spot.

“I think I will be safe little one.” He stands and stretches lightly seeing as she only comes up to his belly and not sure as to what to do to help her now knowing what is in store for her. he takes a step back to let the hounds know he is not a threat and looks down at the girl.

“Could you tell me the way please, I do not wish her harm nor to bring harm to you or your hounds.    

Open Starter - Child Ashlynn AU

Ashlynn woke from her nap with a yawn. Her mother had told her not to sleep in the forest, but she couldn’t help the sleepiness that came from the forest’s many sounds. Two black dogs had snuggled up against her, cloaked in shadows and one glaring upon the scenery with red eyes; she had found them in a dream. Her father told her the spell and the words, and when she woke up, they were there. It had been a few weeks since they had been contracted and named Medwick and Saughter, and she refused to leave their sides, except when she had to return home.

Medwick remained vigilant as he swept the landscape while his brother was in a peaceful slumber with his head on Ashlynn’s lap. She reached to give Medwick’s neck a scratch, but he remained stoic. “What you looking fore?” Those innocent green eyes followed his gaze. All she saw was thick trees and masses of wild flower. There was something though; a wisp of magic, like a flutter from a butterfly.

‘It is strange,’ Medwick’s demonic tone echoed in her thoughts.

“We’re strange. Let’s go look.” Ashlynn pushed Saughter’s head off her lap and smoothed out the thin fabric that held her tunic in place. Her mother had stitched it from an old, torn blanket. She would have preferred one a seamstress had stitched with silk; the ones that she saw at the shops in town and how the mannequins looked like the shined behind the glass. She had begged her mother for one but instead received the cotton dress and a thick bruise on her wrist. But smoothing out the fabric was a strange habit; she always wanted to be presentable.

The two demons stood and followed their confidant little master, ready at a moments notice to bare their canines and protect her.

“What if it’s another present from daddy?” The child held tight onto Saughter’s fur; for a 6-year-old, she could handle herself as well as any other child, but sometimes her little feet couldn’t move as fast or became suddenly delicate against a rock or twig.

She had been scolded multiple times for treading blood into the house; from now on, she treaded carefully and avoided stones and any other sharp objects.

‘No. We would know.’ Saughter picked up, ears at attention and teeth bared upon the slumbering body that appeared unconscious before them.

Ashlynn moved closer but found Medwick quick to shield her from the unknown creature. ‘Careful. It is alive.’

She watched its chest move; it was beautiful the way it slept. “It looks like a fairy,” she whispered. The fairy was pale, almost perfect in form. She’d never seen such a creature so perfect. “What if it’s hurt?”

‘Then it shall die. If it will not survive without intervention, then it was meant to die.’ Medwick growled; Ashlynn had a different thought process. The two wolf-like creatures remained vigilant as their master crept closer to give its forehead a few taps. “Are you ok?”

Sophia woke with a start disoriented and very confused as she was just playing out in the woods next to the orphanage then her memory goes blank. She scrambles away from the figure kneeling next to her blue and green eyes dart around the clearing looking for answers as to why she was here.

Her Russian accent strong on her words as she spoke. “where am I, how did I get here.” the only thing she finds familiar is her violin case sitting next to the small red-headed child who she woke her moments ago. She tries to calm down and not show to much emotion and then she sees the hounds and their red eyes. 

Her Victorian dress ruffled and grass-stained as she collapses to her knees and begins to silently cry confused and stressed not sure what to do.   

Ashlynn shrugged her shoulders, already finding jealousy twisting in her gut at the stranger’s appearance. She had seen those beautiful dresses, pressed and nearly gleaming when she was allowed to accompany her mother into town, pleading for one. Two thick bruises on her wrist were what her mother had ‘gifted’ her with. 

“You smelled funny and he found you.” Those red waves leaned against Medwick’s neck, finding it strange that the girl was crying. “You are ruining the dress.” 

Sophia wipes the tears from her face and looks down at the dress she was forced to ware by the orphanage for an adoption interview, she still had her tank top and jean shorts on underneath and slowly took off the small corset and dress as not to damage them, leaving herself in her summer attire.

“I do not care about the dress if you want it then have it but please let me have my mother’s violin.” As she points at the case at Ashlynn’s feet. she did not want to go near the big hounds the seemed very protective of the other girl. she laid out the purple victorian dress the tag with the REDD logo still on the neck. she stepped back and waited for the other to respond.     

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Ash opened his emerald green eyes the feel of the soft grass tickling the sides of his face he could feel his silver hair braided. He looks up at the small child standing above him with a look of curiosity on her face.

“I am ok, little one.”

He looks around the clearing as he sits up in search of his companion only seeing the two black hounds standing on alert and wary of him, he suspects.

“I was with someone did you happen to see someone else around here, little one.” He gives her a small smile reassuring her that he is fine as he shifts to leaning up along a tree and looking down at himself. His outfit had changed to a classic black Armani three-piece suit his shoes were fine Italian leather and as he reached up to his hair he could feel his ears had extended to points just slightly.

taking a closer look at the little girl before him he would almost call her the child of Ashlynn their resemblance is almost uncanny.

“Oh, how rude of me I am Harper, Ash harper.” He extends his hand for a formal greeting still unsure of what was happening or where he was.    

The two demons curled their lips, releasing monstrous snarls at the creature before them as it extended a hand towards their master. Those dark green eyes, pure from the future torment, looked at the hand offered. She could smell the strange magic flowing off of his body in whisps;, not at all like the blood-tinged metallic that came with her abilities; honey with lilac and pine. He smelled of the faeries that begged her to come along with them at night, the ones that chased after her and left deep bites on her heels when she wasn’t fast enough. 

But she had never heard of a faerie willingly give their name to a stranger. Maybe this one is a good faerie, she thought.

‘Careful. We know not what it is. Do not make a blind deal.’  Saughter snapped his jaw a few spaces from Ash’s hand, receiving a glare from his little master. 

“No one comes in this forest when I am here.” 

‘When we are here to protect you.’ Medwick corrected. Ears raised in case another threat would soon be upon them. 

“Medwick did not see anyone else.” Her hand remained on his neck, still wary of the stranger. “Your clothes are strange … .” A once over; he could be faerie from his clothing alone, “I do not make blind deals.” She could hear Saughter’s chuckle in her thoughts as his body relaxed slightly. “My name is Ashlynn.” 

Ash did not flinch at the snarl nor the snap of the hound and slowly put his hand down. The confusion was apparent on his face as he processed the fact that this small child was Ashlynn Redd and from the looks of it before her mother started the experiments.

“Damn dragon sent us to far back or at least sent me to far back.” he muttered under his breath as he processed the situation. He gives his attention back to little Ashlynn.

“Ok, then I have to agree with you never make a deal without knowing the outcome first.” Ash could tell that there was no electronics nor technology that could be useful he had no weapons nor magic that he knew how to use his best bet would be to find  Abagale and explain what happened.

“Ashlynn do you know  Abagale by chance a beautiful red dragon.” hoping that she was learning magic from the dragon at this point was his only hope. 

Open Starter - Child Ashlynn AU

Ashlynn woke from her nap with a yawn. Her mother had told her not to sleep in the forest, but she couldn’t help the sleepiness that came from the forest’s many sounds. Two black dogs had snuggled up against her, cloaked in shadows and one glaring upon the scenery with red eyes; she had found them in a dream. Her father told her the spell and the words, and when she woke up, they were there. It had been a few weeks since they had been contracted and named Medwick and Saughter, and she refused to leave their sides, except when she had to return home.

Medwick remained vigilant as he swept the landscape while his brother was in a peaceful slumber with his head on Ashlynn’s lap. She reached to give Medwick’s neck a scratch, but he remained stoic. “What you looking fore?” Those innocent green eyes followed his gaze. All she saw was thick trees and masses of wild flower. There was something though; a wisp of magic, like a flutter from a butterfly.

‘It is strange,’ Medwick’s demonic tone echoed in her thoughts.

“We’re strange. Let’s go look.” Ashlynn pushed Saughter’s head off her lap and smoothed out the thin fabric that held her tunic in place. Her mother had stitched it from an old, torn blanket. She would have preferred one a seamstress had stitched with silk; the ones that she saw at the shops in town and how the mannequins looked like the shined behind the glass. She had begged her mother for one but instead received the cotton dress and a thick bruise on her wrist. But smoothing out the fabric was a strange habit; she always wanted to be presentable.

The two demons stood and followed their confidant little master, ready at a moments notice to bare their canines and protect her.

“What if it’s another present from daddy?” The child held tight onto Saughter’s fur; for a 6-year-old, she could handle herself as well as any other child, but sometimes her little feet couldn’t move as fast or became suddenly delicate against a rock or twig.

She had been scolded multiple times for treading blood into the house; from now on, she treaded carefully and avoided stones and any other sharp objects.

‘No. We would know.’ Saughter picked up, ears at attention and teeth bared upon the slumbering body that appeared unconscious before them.

Ashlynn moved closer but found Medwick quick to shield her from the unknown creature. ‘Careful. It is alive.’

She watched its chest move; it was beautiful the way it slept. “It looks like a fairy,” she whispered. The fairy was pale, almost perfect in form. She’d never seen such a creature so perfect. “What if it’s hurt?”

‘Then it shall die. If it will not survive without intervention, then it was meant to die.’ Medwick growled; Ashlynn had a different thought process. The two wolf-like creatures remained vigilant as their master crept closer to give its forehead a few taps. “Are you ok?”

Sophia woke with a start disoriented and very confused as she was just playing out in the woods next to the orphanage then her memory goes blank. She scrambles away from the figure kneeling next to her blue and green eyes dart around the clearing looking for answers as to why she was here.

Her Russian accent strong on her words as she spoke. “where am I, how did I get here.” the only thing she finds familiar is her violin case sitting next to the small red-headed child who she woke her moments ago. She tries to calm down and not show to much emotion and then she sees the hounds and their red eyes. 

Her Victorian dress ruffled and grass-stained as she collapses to her knees and begins to silently cry confused and stressed not sure what to do.   

Defiled Auction (Closed Rp)

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Ash opened his emerald green eyes the feel of the soft grass tickling the sides of his face he could feel his silver hair braided. He looks up at the small child standing above him with a look of curiosity on her face.

“I am ok, little one.”

He looks around the clearing as he sits up in search of his companion only seeing the two black hounds standing on alert and wary of him, he suspects.

“I was with someone did you happen to see someone else around here, little one.” He gives her a small smile reassuring her that he is fine as he shifts to leaning up along a tree and looking down at himself. His outfit had changed to a classic black Armani three-piece suit his shoes were fine Italian leather and as he reached up to his hair he could feel his ears had extended to points just slightly.

taking a closer look at the little girl before him he would almost call her the child of Ashlynn their resemblance is almost uncanny.

“Oh, how rude of me I am Harper, Ash harper.” He extends his hand for a formal greeting still unsure of what was happening or where he was.    

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Ash watched their interaction and listened to the growling language they spoke to each other. “I take it you know each other.”

Abagale turns looks over at Ash. “Yes, it has been a long time though but I knew this one when she was no taller than your knee. My Ember has caught me up a bit on your situation and I can only assume that you want to be set free of this cursed binding.”

Ash nods. 

“Well then come, come let us see what I can do.” She waves her hand and the room transforms in a disorientating manner leaving the room bare of all belongings leaving a giant magic circle with two chairs in the center of it. “Now both of you take a seat I am going to be casting some very potent magic [My Ember, please let your defensive magic down as well.]”

Ash walks forward and takes a seat looking at Ashlynn and waiting.

[He is a good person my Ember someone who would destroy himself to save those he doesn't even know even if this fails this might not be so bad.] She gives Ashlynn one more hug before pushing her lightly towards the chair.

“Now let us begin”

[ Send these now to the past, Where now will be the future. Send these to the past, To undo thy fate at last. Send thee there till the task is done, Then send these directly back. When thy magic runs dry, go forth fight thy fate find thy freedom]

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It was a little after 3 in the afternoon when they arrived at the facility. Ash gave the directions once they passed the main gate following a winding dirt road till they reached a small office building with covered parking next to it the only other vehicle a Motorcycle. 

“I plan on having one of the residents of the forest look at us and see if they might know how to undo this binding.” As the car parks, Ash leads Ashlynn into the building and into a back hallway to the elevators. Once inside they input a code on a touch screen and the elevator starts to descend deep underground.

“Once I saved, what I think to be the last Dragon alive in this world and she has vast knowledge on magic and ways to heal supernatural beings that I rescue. It is a give and take relationship though.”

As the doors open the quiet becomes much more lively as nymphs, dryads, Orcs, Elves, many types of halfbreeds and several different types of Fae are walking about chatting among them a beautiful redhead in a lab coat with stunning green eyes. She waves as she approaches.

“Ash baby it has been forever if you wanted a redhead all you had to do was ask.” she laughs as she gives Ash an embrace lasting a bit longer then friends or co-workers would.

“Lizzy you seem to be busy, But it will be straight to business for us we seem to be cursed and I need to speak with Abagale.” Ash pulls from the embrace as if it was natural between them.

“Ah and it is not often that I get to see you in your bombshell form I still want that dinner you promised.” With a wink and smirk, she turns and gracefully walks down a hallway. “Well then if it is Abagale she is in human form today and in her privet room, she has been a bit moody though.”

“I will take care if it, I know what she wants and it is the new VR Game system but it is soo crappy I am Having Lilith make a better version and it is just going to take time.”

“Aw speaking of Lilith that damn AI is getting too emotional and childish she keeps playing pranks on me almost like she is a jealous child you should talk to her about it. I for one am getting tired of getting locked out of my own computer and office and other rooms when I am trying to work. Last week she tried to lock me in the storage closet when I went to get more paper for the printer.” She stops at the door Labeled Abagale. “Well anyway we need to catch up and I need to give you a full physical so make sure you stop by my office soon. Oh and nice to meet you Ashlynn Redd.”  Lizzy walks away without waiting for Ashlynn to respond.

“Ok, Ashlynn this is our chance Abagale can be a bit temperamental but she is good and if she cant break the curse she might be able to guide us in the right direction to get it done. After you.” Ash opens the door leading Ashlynn inside the room of the dragon. 

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Ash followed behind grabbing the last scone and her Keys. Once in the elevator, she hits the first-floor basement level and turns towards Ashlynn. “Not what I expected but still suits you, I got you a Present by the way.” 

Ash opens her phone and opens their business contracts. “I have acquired your company by buying out your shareholders, who kicked off the board you saying you had died recently. I have already transferred all rights back to you and you have access to everything from your phone. in the next week, I plan on buying up all your old houses and getting them back in your name.”

The elevator opens to the garage Ash leads Ashlynn to the car tossing her the keys. “Just think of it as a way to get you back to where you belong and free of me.” Ash gets in the car going silent as the Gps fires up and starts navigating to the lab.

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The warm night's breeze rushed around Juliana and with a blink of an eye she stood upon a hill under a starry night sky. The feel of the long grass tickling along her calves as she took in the scenery and beauty of her surroundings. Juliana stepped away from the embrace of Oberon to look upon the vastness of the forest in front of her and even at night she could see the color of the flowers almost glow with their own warmth and splendor. It was almost as if she was in a trance as she spoke taking it all in.  

“Oh, man as thy dream dictates let us venture into the night, guided only by clean breeze the breath of the stars and the blessing of those children of the night.”

As Juliana finished speaking the small demi-Fae danced off her shoulders riding the light breeze giggling and laughing as they played with her hair. Never once had Juliana ever felt the thought of calling a place home but in her heart, she could feel it this place was it was in someway home to her. she turned and looked back at Oberon tears trickling down her face happiness showing in her eyes. “Thank you.” was all she could muster at the moment as she could feel the very earth at her feet calling to her feel the air singing to her the rivers and lakes wishing to embrace her and the forest willing to protect her.

“Did you know this would happen that this is how and what I would feel coming here?” She moves gracefully toward Oberon each movement catching as the very Light of the stars reweaves her outfit into a fine summer dress her markings pulsing with light and warmth.

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“The fallen King has returned and he brought back a stray.”

“I am sure Lucius that it is just another his magicks have caused to mutate.”

“No, This is different I can feel it Lord Umbra the land calls to this child the wind speaks to me She is no half breed she is pure young nieve with both summer and winter crests adorned.”

“Then it is time to finally end the hunt for that accursed child I was starting to think it was a myth. though we have to play this carefully we do not want to anger the fallen King ourselves.”

“Understood I will send Xillia to look after this child and take care of the problem before it becomes one you will be the next high King Lord Umbra.   

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“Fine, it is forgotten.” Her voice held a cold tone as she spoke. “We leave in an hour we are heading to the lab.” Ash climbed out of the bed and started stripping faded runes and sigils stilled outlined along her back as if scared into place.

“Eat and call whoever this Clyde is maybe they can help figure out how to undo this. If you have to use magic to contact them do it I have already sent the directions to where we are going to your phone.” Ash made her way into the bathroom not even looking back at the other as she starts to wash and get ready.

‘this curse of being her master needs to end I don't need to have another in my life messing up my rhythm, especially someone as ungrateful as that woman.’ 

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“Ash, I have finished the examination of the runes you have had me researching. the analysis comes back as not of this world and dead languages my only guess is to find the person who placed them and have them fix it, would you like me to start a new search.” The computerized female voice spoke through the speaker of Ash’s phone. 

“Lilith, thank you and yes, start looking into the documents from the auction research anything linked to the name Casper and Ashlynn Redd send all finding to my phone.” with that the phone went silent the AI working on the new task. Ash walked into the wardrobe and dressed in a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a light green halter top a jean jacket and 2-inch black heels grabbed a light blue purse and made sure the right ID’s were present, put on some silver jewelry and place her hair into a ponytail. 

Ash walked into the kitchen the light clicking of her heels echoing off the heated marble floors. She pours a cup of tea and grabs a blueberry scone that the maids left and leans against the counter waiting for Ashlynn. “We are taking my Audi convertible, so if you are ready soon I will let you drive it has built-in GPS that is if you know how.” Her snarky attitude starting to show in her voice.          

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“Ok, then Levesque...” As Juliana turns toward the Fae “...Please work with Morgan she can show you my routines and help you with acting like me. Please take care of her she has been like a big sister to me my entire life.”

She looked up at Oberon the tired starting to show on her face as her marks flaring up lightly as some of the sprites lul onto her shoulders falling to sleep. “ Well, then my King we have an agreement. I will come with you to learn of my ancestry and learn to control my magic and you will have Levesque take my place during that time.” She held out her hand for both the agreement and to be taken to where ever Oberon wishes to take her.

“Shall we go I am sure that nothing I bring will be of use so you might have to provide for me a bit where ever you may take me but I will be in your care.” She smiles as her markings flare up once again and her true beauty shines for just a moment before she feels the energy leave her form and she leans into Oberon fighting to stay awake.   

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The pain from the dream still vivid along her body, fear still holding her captive. Ash’s pulse raced and her heart almost jumped out of her chest when the door opened. She calmed down the moment she realized it was Ashlynn almost letting out a cry of relief.  She could feel the cold gaze of Ashlynn and could almost feel the women’s own unease seeing her sit at the foot of the bed wrapped tightly in the blanket like a reluctant child trying to hide her emotions.

Ash moved towards the end of the bed wrapping the sheet around her form and Ashlynn’s as she sat on the edge of the bed. Ash not knowing how Ashlynn was going to react but not really caring because she wanted contact with someone real at the moment afraid that if she closed her eyes she would fall back into that dreamlike hell once again. She spooned herself along Ashlynn her arms holding the women tight as she rested her head on the back of Ashlynn’s shoulder.

“I know I seem to be just a child in your eyes but please let me seek this comfort I can still hear that woman’s laughter in my head and I don't want to be pushed away.” Her voice was shaky and quiet, in truth she did not want to have to seek comfort from this person who only sees her as a thing but she had no choice and all in all it felt good to hold her.     

Ashlynn froze when Ash wrapped themselves around her frigid body; touch was still something that put every nerve in her body in a frenzy. But knowing that this was the reality that she had found herself in, not the horrid memory of her childhood.

“That woman was my mother.” Her voice was barely at a whisper; her fear had turned her body into that of a frightened creature’s. Her pride was far too great to allow an apology to pass her lips, but knowing that there was a living being next to her, having their body melded against hers was more than reassuring. “By subjugating me to Hell’s very own, she tested my immortality. It was enlightening to find that nothing can truly kill you, not even if you wish it to.”

The touch had managed to lull her to sleep along with the gentle heartbeat that she had forced her attention on. Thankfully, her sleep was uneventful as Ash’s touch kept her from wandering back to those malevolent thoughts.

Ash noticed Ashlynn fall back to sleep while in her arms. when she was like this she was quite beautiful. Ash lifted the other gently and placed her on the bed next to her as she climbed in and to the bed and fell asleep slowly while holding the women beside her.

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when morning came Ash woke with the feeling of arms and legs wrapped around herself and the warm body of another pressed against her this feeling was almost intoxicating enough to forget about all her worries. She opened her eyes to seeing Ashlynn sleeping soundly.

“It is almost time to wake up.” There was a bit of regret in her voice knowing she had to wake this sleeping beauty up and that would be the end of this dream. 

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