Dreams Beyond Death - Part 5 ~ Death Is Coming Your Way *UPDATE ON RULES*

Flame saw Anazari and waved for her to come over.

She eventually saw him waving, and gladly, without hesitation, ran towards him. She hugged him tightly, smiling.

[[Replies shall be slow. Gonna play with Izzie a bit. I'll keep replying every few minutes.]]

Flame hugged her too, and smiled, leaning down and kissing her.

"Only my dad. My mom didn't have a problem with it." [OMG wut if she got pregnant?]

[[SHE'S 11, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. -_- This is no time for her to be.. you know. That idea's too twisted. -_-]] [[Unless we skipped by a few more years.. to the ages of 19 and 18.. but then.. ugh. TOO MANY SKIPS. >_<]]

"My mom was (*beep*)." Gee. The Queen of the Undead Valley was right. My mom is a bad example..

[I say skip.] Flame laughed slightly.

[[ I shall start.]]

Numerous years had passed. She and Flame through these numerous years had always snuck out to meet one another.

Flame, again, was waiting at the beach for her.

Flame could see her coming and motioned for her to come over.

Flame wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to kiss her.

"Good, and how about you?"

"I missed you too!" Flame smiled.

Flame looked down at her. "Anazari...do you think that we could...make a living of our own? Somewhere where our parents can't stop us?"

"But where?" he asked himself aloud.

Dead By Sunrise wrote:[[Suuuure...]]

[[Are you ever going to start playing the baby? -,-

Anazari managed to run away, slightly. "Come on mommy.. wake up.." she whispered.

"Mmph. She can't hear you. Trust me on that." her father whispered to him. "Listen.. she's going to die anyway.. no matter what you do.. or try.." he said. "But please... just try to help her.. Try you're best. Because.. no matter how much me and Lazuri could never get along.. I still love her, as she's still my daughter. I don't want her to die.."

"Morenion.. she is..our baby. And for her.. please.. let's just try to get along, again... Because if we can't.. who knows what our daughter would think. She might not be too glad with us. Because, Morenion... I love you..." Kortella murmured quietly, gazing at him, trying to force a smile onto her face.

(When's did this get posted again? o_O Haven't replied in a while, have I? XD)
Cyeras shook her head and held back a groan when she caught sight of the king, standing there.
"Any last words, lassie?" the pistol clicked.
"Yep." Cyeras' gun clicked behind him. "How long's it gonna take ye to get the point, 'Back off'?"

"Aye..." he breathed. "I'd feel the same... for Kortella or Lucian, dare I say it.." he winced as the inner demon shocked him. He lowered to his knees and attempted to conjure a white flame. "It's all I have but..." he lowered it down to her face, and then stopped, trying as hard as he could to fight the false soul he had been given.

Morènion sighed running his fingers through his hair. "For now." he mumbled, outlining the child's face with is index finger.

He nodded. "When should we go?"