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Wearing His Bells
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The warrior's abrupt movments disturb Danni's sleep, a soft moan slips from between her full, rosey lips. She dreams disturbed images, images that frighten and terrify her yet dreams she can not fully understand.
Her legs move fitfully, the dark marks there burning hotly just before the warrior awakes. Her face, dirty and bruised, displays high cheekbones, her dark auburn lashes laying innocently on skin sprinkled with a faint hint of freckle across her nose. Her lips turn down in a frown as she dreams.
The warrior looks to her, noting the dark bruise and dried blood on her temple. A cut surrounded by soft, swollen tissue issues from the corner of her small mouth.
As she moves in her sleep, one hand rises to tuck beneath her cheek in a childlike motion. Surrounding her wrist, the deep imprinted bruises placed there by his own hand the night before.
Her legs move fitfully, the dark marks there burning hotly just before the warrior awakes. Her face, dirty and bruised, displays high cheekbones, her dark auburn lashes laying innocently on skin sprinkled with a faint hint of freckle across her nose. Her lips turn down in a frown as she dreams.
The warrior looks to her, noting the dark bruise and dried blood on her temple. A cut surrounded by soft, swollen tissue issues from the corner of her small mouth.
As she moves in her sleep, one hand rises to tuck beneath her cheek in a childlike motion. Surrounding her wrist, the deep imprinted bruises placed there by his own hand the night before.
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