Topic 6: Virginity --

[lordofthemark]

Nothing but the touch of a wyrm burrowing its way through layers of deadened sensation to accompany his long, slow sleep, some small, flickering part of him remembers.Lost in neverending corridors of memory, those first, vibrant fumblings stand out like a brand. The smell of freshly cut hay, the softness of leather gloves and tunic and warm skin

Comments

[terrible_dragon]

*Smaug wonders who this Wyrm is that feeds on the fallen King's soul. It sounds an entertaining playmate. He has felt a little lonely, ever since this topic reminded him of the Dragons he knew in elder days, that now are dead or sleeping.*

And how does it feel to sleep in the dark earth, little king? To have failed your people and lost the fight? Do you seek to redress your failings here, where you are offered a second chance at life?

Re:

[lordofthemark]

*Theoden-King looks up, and up, and up at the dragon in front of him* *He raises an eyebrow, nods his head in greeting* I have shaken off the shackles of that serpent, Wyrm. He would no more make a playmate for you than a buzzing fly. Your efforts would be better spent searching out your kind elsewhere.

Where once I was trapped by lies and deceit -- poison from another's lips as heavy as dirt and rocks -- I have now been made anew, and Theoden-King will not go into that last darkness having failed his people.

I do wonder, Wyrm, what it must be like to be the last of your kin and have no one but yourself to live for. It strikes me as a lonely existence. Do they wait, just out of reach, for you to tire of life?

Re:

[terrible_dragon]

Lonely? Perhaps, a little... but Dragons have never been gregarious. Our desires do not permit such risk of competition. Nay, if I am truly the last Dragon of Middle Earth, then I rejoice! For it proves that I am mightiest of all, and am the scion of my race, and my flame will burn for an eternity.

But I admire the pluck of one who would defy death itself! There are not many mortals such as you, if you can achieve such a resurrection. Tell me, how did you come by this reward?

Re:

[lordofthemark]

I would not call it a reward. It was a necessity. I speak not of death itself, but of the dampening half-death of one under the sway of another. Without the intervention of a old, forgotten friend, I would not have seen past the shrinking walls of a mind addled by fear to the realm and kin I purported to love.

I make up that fault now with a pledge to use every breath defending and cherishing what I hold dear. I will go down fighting for them or not go down at all.

But if Edoras called me back from the true darkness, I would claw my way through earth and fire -- even your fire, that I know burns deep in your belly -- to answer that call.