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White Raven-8Chapter 8
Alexandra's eyes flew open as a bang resonated through her room; its origin came from the open window she had so foolishly left hanging wide after her encounter with Altair and her bath the night before. Sitting up she stared sleepily at it; her reasoning skills slow on the uptake with the morning yawning in its firsts breaths of the new day. A frown came across her face; it was sloppy and as her eyes lowered and her body swayed as no other cannon fire echoed from the outside her body began the descent back down to the inviting blankets that lay around her hips. Only when she was tugging them up to her chin did another noise reached her ears; but this one was not only a bang, this one was a crash: and it came from right outside her room. Finally startled into reality the girl jumped from her bed, the flimsy clothes hanging on her heavy frame as she took in the situation around her; the noise, the crash, had caused her door to cave in slightly; telling her that t
The Twilight of LightProlouge
The Twilight Hour
It was so dark, the cell I was in had no windows; even though I had lived in perpetual twilight for my entire existence, this darkness was unbearable to me. I had only a brief moment to gaze at my temporary holding place before the door had slammed shut behind me; silencing the cool light I had known out, for what now seems like forever. I had somehow waded to the back of the room; the small square room, solid in its design, without any familiar glowing runes to guide me I was lost; lost in the evil of eternal night. When I had finally felt the smooth wall I let my back feel the cold stone, then I slid down, my hair tangling and becoming a pillow behind me. I had grabbed my knees and pulled them up to my chest, constricting my breasts and my breathing.
It was so dark.
How long had I been sitting here? In fear of the guards coming to take me away for my punishment; I had not seen the cliff, I had not had time to shout out for my friend to avoid it, it was not
Alexandra's Final Decision
Once again Alexandra rode on horse back; her own rigid back against her master moving chest, his was breath heavy on her face, a comfort to her. Her eyes were closed as she faded in and out of a heretic sleep. The boat ride had been long and she had barely gotten any sleep at all, all except for the meeting with Girolamo Fracastoro, it had been very uneventful Alexandra had been bored staring at watching the waves crash against the boat, time had moved very slowly and many weeks past as they traveled back to their home; but now even though she was on one of hell's beasts; the very fact she was on dry ground made her feel secure. Opening her eyes a sliver she stared up at the man who directed the very animal she hated. Ezio's face was stern; his mouth was a tight line, his eyebrows were pushed together in an expression that seemed to be one of worry. But what had this great Assassin so worried? The horse loped over a beam of wood Alexandra didn't kno
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