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Rayllum Month 2021 July 27th: Rivers

Water was a life long enemy for her.

And the kind the accompanied a heavy heart was no exception.

In secret moments, let them come. When no-one watched or listened, when her heart was set to burst like a damaged dam, she let them carve lines down her face like rivers.

Moonshadow elves weren’t meant to show fear.

They were meant to flow with the world, changing and adapting like the tides under the moon.

Assassins were for justice, not mercy.

Strong as a raging torrent, one that cleansed the impurities of the land.

But doubts came to her unbidden when she let her guard down.

Questions like “did he deserve it” and “who will it bring back”.

Question she was sure even the most seasoned assassins she’d ever met were scared to answer, scared that the conclusions they’d reach would break their own dams and drown them.

So why didn’t their fears fill her with righteous anger?

So why didn’t the hypocrisy disgust her?

Maybe because she knew how hard it was to admit wrong, to admit fallibility to the people you didn’t want to disappoint?

Or maybe it was him?

The boy she’d met trying to prove herself.

The boy she’d spent a month trumping through mud and forest and snow and getting seasick with.

Who felt his own pressures, had his own wrestling match with fear.

And how what they went through together taught her it was alright to lose.

It was alright to feel.

You didn’t have to go numb and pretend like the feeling of a blade hitting bone after that awful tearing sound didn’t bother you.

Or that you didn’t hear it in the silence long after.

The boy whose father who made the mistake of killing the person who protected her homeland.

Who bore her no ill will for her role in his father’s death.

Who felt every death he witnessed and still managed to offer an open palm to others.

Who’s deep and unflinching love for his younger brother was could calm the white waters of her mind and allow her to see herself, flaws and all, for what felt like the first time.

Who made her realize how much she felt the weight of phrases like “humans are liars” and “humans are inferior”.

In secret moments, she made them. When no-one watched or listened, when her heart was set to burst like a damaged dam.

But now, knowing that there was that person who wouldn’t look down on you and burn a bridge because of what you couldn’t do, it was easier to find that catharsis.

It was easier to hold on and let the rivers run down your face.

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Raylllum Birthday Bash Day 5

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I was suppose to have this ready by the Nightmare prompt for the #rayllumbirthdaybash but I got busy with other stuff. 

Rayla’s peeved and plotting her revenge on Viren (Callum keeps having nightmares about Viren and dark magic). Hell hath no fury like a woman’s scorn. Especially if she’s a deadly moon-powered assassin. 

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Rayllum Birthday Bash Day 9 - Confort

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Rayllum Birthday Bash Day 7 - Baking, I tried e.e

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Raylllum Birthday Bash Day 1

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Rayllum Birthday Bash Day 11 - Dancing