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A WOLF AMONG KINGS.

                he couldn’t help the frustrated thrum of static that rumbled deep in his throat at kabr’s suggestion. FIND TOLAND? no one he knew had set eyes on toland in years. consumed, they all thought, like the rest of eris morn’s team. destroyed. DEAD. unless kabr was to be believed. his optics flickered, mouth plates moving in a human approximation of biting one’s lips. 

                           “ where would i find him? where would i even look? ”

          ❛ i am sure your vanguard is quite capable. you’ll find him yourself, o’ little wolf. ❜

  the world was so deadly and unforgivable. many who sought knowledge and power needed the strength to be able to fight for it. endless hordes of vex, neverending wrath of the hive, and the ceaseless charge of the fallen. cayde knew very well that to seek what you want, you must search the right places. but sometimes the RIGHT places lead to hell upon this plane of existence. ( death was always a step ahead of us all. ) for all they knew.. toland might have very well perished when his mad search began.

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A QUEEN AMONG WOLVES.

                             “Prepare for what, another heedless journey?”

       she knew that she was being persistent and she was aware of that fact that she was becoming a growing nuisance! she paid no mind to that, and would continue to do so until she could fully understand him ( even if that meant driving herself to inexplicable points ). Mara Sov stepped forward. 

                  “I would pity you, Kabr, but I cannot find it in me to do so.”

             THE LEGIONLESS had a thousand worries within his mind. when were they going to attack? why and from where? did the vanguard think his tasks dangerous and worthy of an assault? when kabr opened the vault, he unleashed a hell upon this galaxy that no other could ever foresee. within his caged vex armor, the legionless knew and saw the endless stars that danced before him. pitiful queens, a million undead warriors, a screaming blade, a black throne, and a fallen god. the vex are a capable race. THE LEGIONLESS KNEW OF DESPAIR. YET HE DID NOT SHARE.  

                     ❛ when the time comes. remain on your throne, o’ queen of the reef. a fight will come and if you dare stand.. it will swallow you whole. ❜

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A QUEEN AMONG WOLVES.

                             “Prepare for what, another heedless journey?”

       she knew that she was being persistent and she was aware of that fact that she was becoming a growing nuisance! she paid no mind to that, and would continue to do so until she could fully understand him ( even if that meant driving herself to inexplicable points ). Mara Sov stepped forward. 

                  “I would pity you, Kabr, but I cannot find it in me to do so.”

             THE LEGIONLESS had a thousand worries within his mind. when were they going to attack? why and from where? did the vanguard think his tasks dangerous and worthy of an assault? when kabr opened the vault, he unleashed a hell upon this galaxy that no other could ever foresee. within his caged vex armor, the legionless knew and saw the endless stars that danced before him. pitiful queens, a million undead warriors, a screaming blade, a black throne, and a fallen god. the vex are a capable race. THE LEGIONLESS KNEW OF DESPAIR. YET HE DID NOT SHARE.  

                     ❛ when the time comes. remain on your throne, o’ queen of the reef. a fight will come and if you dare stand.. it will swallow you whole. ❜

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         ❝ — and the last and worse one: terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an e x a c t substitute. it’s when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there’s n o t h i n g there… ( stephen king. )

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Tumblr Monday 89

Margriet Smulders (b.1955, Netherlands) - Siren Ink / Siren Milk (2010)

“Endless garlands of flowers curled around the borders of my note pads when I was a school girl. And thousands of roses were cut out from my mother’s gardening books. At the Academy of Arts, flowers as large as life were painted on my canvasses. There were always flowers. They flourished in the self-portraits of the eighties and grew bigger in the flower wallpapers made in the nineties.” Margriet Smulders is a Dutch photographer of floral still lifes. She attended the Radboud University Nijmegen from 1974 to 1983 and the Academy of Arts in Arnhem from 1979 to 1985. Many thanks to arpeggia for introducing us Margriet Smulders on the first Monday of 2013 :)

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LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER.

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bite me

           �� try to keep my mouth clear from garbage. ❜

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THE QUEEN OF THE VILEBLOODS.

         she growled at his silence and finally gave into the growing burn that had crawled up from the back of her throat to the bridge of her nose. he stood before her and yet— he said nothing! and yet he had the nerve to give her that GLARE! she shifted, moved forward, let her anger match his own wrath.

                               “Did you believe that we would have been any use                                 to you?”

             ❛ only when i am gone and when the guardians clear out the dangers. will any of it be of any use to you.  ❜   the legionnaire of an undead legion would stand his ground. both hands moved to be placed behind his back. tall as ever and as fearsome as ever. the everlasting maw of the dying queen laid out bare with ferocious teeth. THE LEGIONLESS QUAKED AND SHOOK THE DYING WORLD. and yet his bold dare, the legionless warrior let out a small sigh. ( the world would know not of his despair. yet. )

                         ❛ go home, queen. i have much to do. much to prepare. ❜

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WOLF WHO LIVED WITH LIONS.

      “ hmph. ”   a small noise, to hide whatever laughter was trying to issue forth. despite his discomfort cayde couldn’t help but find the situation a little bit ridiculous. KABR THE LEGEND. kabr the mad. his optics flickered beneath his helmet, boring through.   “ the vex are afraid of the hive. if they can— warp space time— that means they already know what happens to their own race, right? ”   his mind was scrambling, trying to remember any details he could when he worked as a guard for the ishtar collective. ( he’s wholly unsurprised when all he can remember is maya’s sad, dark eyes. ) 

                      “ what are the hive capable of that has them scared? ”

          ❛ the vex speak of a power. i do not know it all but they speak of a throne, black entities like the such in THE GARDEN. ❜  he listened carefully to the ramblings of dead machines and dying metals. a world and mind that would commune daily and talk of meaningless things to him. they knew he could hear, but they spoke anyways. kabr would look at the hunter and examine him gently. what could the hive desire? what could the vanguard desire? the lives within the tower always fat with greed and desire. he knew the world always desired power.

          ❛ find toland, seek toland. he comunes with THE DARK and he will have better tellings of such things. ❜ 

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"You stepped into the Vault seeking Death, Kabr, and you found it. Not by your own hands but they might as well have been. And now many more dive into that Vault seeking treasures and even recompense. Some may salute your efforts, but I do not and I will not. You are brave but woefully foolish."

        ❛ … ❜   a world of death and unparalleled power he would have faced a thousand times over. a deadly occurrence that cost him his team and a world of knowledge. he was a vast mouth that devoured knowledge like food and swallowed whole the cosmos. NIGHT SKIES ATE THE WORLD. the lifeless man who would know of despair..

            DID HE FEEL THE WORLD SCREAM? within that deadly hellmouth of tainted metal and screeching machines.. Kabr dove into this world head first and did nothing but forge ahead. he knew the day would come. he knew the day would come. 

                      ALL HE DID WAS STARE. a queen who’s arse felt nothing but the deadliest of wolves nip at her neck and back. underneath his hands and over his hands were the devils and monsters who tormented his mind and world. Kabr, the Legionless knew of despair and fear, torture and torment, hopelessness and futility in action. WITHIN THIS METAL AND GLASS THRONES, WOLVES ONLY TASTE OF DEATH.

❛ what i did.. i do not expect you to understand. mingle within your affairs with wolves and awoken. this matter is beyond you. i do not care if THE MASSES remember or not. what i did.. i did for the better of the future generation. ❜

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SHE WHO LIVED AMONG WOLVES.

         she frowned at the following silence. it irritated her, suddenly, to let every movement sound like an earthquake. for once, it was this quiet that made her nervous. there were times she wondered whether or not he would have done the same thing had she pestered, had she continued on like some weakened woman. there was such idiocy behind diving into the Vault, but his actions were directed towards a clearer future. perhaps, had there been some time …

                         ���Kabr. Your silence is deafening. Should I feel                           guilt for not standing beside your decision to                           descend into the Vault?”

        he who would stand as the beacon for the many who would stand against the world and it’s unrelenting mire. his hands were carved inside of metallic wonders that spoke to him, sung to him, whispered to him. he turned to face the queen and with eyes of deadly wrath. he held them upon her. a singular red orb moved and ached with each of her movement. (i am the light that will shine forever.) and he was the one who held the door. 

          he turned to face the queen. he did not speak.   ❛ ... ❜

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HEADCANON: Because of the events that transpired within The Vault of Glass and the loss of his fireteam to the Gorgon’s.. Kabr detached himself from any and all civilization and began to live alone. He avoided any and all contact with other humans, awoken, and EXO’s and decided it best to not meddle in the doings and ongoings of The Vanguard. With the loss of his fireteam, his friends, he found himself regretting his actions. Regretting opening the door and finding only sorrow in the thought of not being able to remember them. Erased from time but Kabr was clever enough to realize that he did not go alone. (Evidence such as cloth, markings, and notes from his allies were all he founds.) Though he does not remember their names, he is aware that he had a team. And with that knowledge, he knows that HE alone had gotten them killed.. Whether their deaths resulted in a sacrifice or were in vain.. remains a mystery.

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A LORD AMONG LIONS.

          VENUS. he’d been itching to walk its surface again, though it’s a bittersweet feeling; andal should be here.    “ myth? you’re more of a… cryptid. ”   the joke rang flat, lacking any real mirth, cyan optics focusing on everything but the legendary titan in front of him. truth be told, the guy would make him shiver if he were still capable of it. instead, all he has is the harsh scrape of something sharp against the spires of his spine.   “ i need some intel. ”

             ❛ ask. ❜   he turned to face the hunter. underneath his mask was a warborn man with fires that ached his world and devoured his knowledge. what could he want? the vex spoke to him and he knew everything. THE WORLD WAS BREATHING, IT WAS BREATHING. arms folded, deadly intent in his mind. CAYDE, THE HUNTER WHO SAW THE STARS. he ate each world with a book in his hand. 

                     ❛ don’t be shy. ❜

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        ❛ i’ve not seen you around.. you are? ❜   within his hand he held a metallic exoskeleton of a once triumphant vex grunt. what was once a warrior, now a metallic piece he would mold into armor. as vexing as this woman and her hardware was, kabr found her presence a nuisance and would sooner have her leave than to bother him.    @cryocutie / starter call.

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        ❛ mara. ❜  he did not turn to face the royalty. he did not show such kindness to the vanguard, he did not need to show such kindness to her. when he sought the world to aid him in the death of the vault. no one stood upon their heels and offer an ear. HE WAS ALONE and as such, he has found solace within silence.  @matriarkh / starter call.

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         ❛ not like the vanguard to leave the tower on UNSANCTIONED ops into the venus scape. then again.. YOU aren’t the type to stay still. ❜   the legionless stood with a hand upon the table. SHREDDED VEX REMAINS RUN THROUGH THE WOOD. the god titan who slew millions if not billions. but what would the vanguard want with such a myth?    @aceofcaydes // starter call.