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Chapter 10 – The Last Curse
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Purpel and Ash Chapter 12 — The Purple Heritage
The sub-city of Rome smelled of poverty, spices and despair. narrow alleys, halved insulas and the constant noise of people who tried to Civil war to survive. Marcus and Livia moved like shadows, the amulet by Lucius tightly around Livias' neck. It dampened her magic enough that spürzauber she did not immediately found.The old priest of Venus, a bowed man named Titus with milky eyes and gentle voice, expected it in a hidden basement under a fallen temples. He didn't ask questions. He only saw the purple Lamps, which even shimmered slightly through the amulet, and nodded.“The goddess has sent you. Come on.He gave them a safe space – windowless, but warm, with a soft camp, fresh water and healing herbs. For three days they were not allowed to out. Three days in which their wounds healed slowly and their exhausted Body finally came to rest.The third morning, Livia woke up with a strange feeling.She lay naked in Marcus’ arms, her head on his chest. The purple binding pulsa
Purpel and Ash Chapter 11 — In the lap of the goddess
The way back to Rome was a single agony.Every step hurt. The purple band between Marcus and Livia joined each shock together as if it wanted to remind them that they have not long since more two separate beings. They supported each other, humbling, bleeding, but with a determination that was stronger than its wounded body.Two times they had to hide in bushes when patrols passed – mixed groups of Valeriers and Aureliers. Both sides had common goal: to find the two traitors before reaching the city.In the second night, hidden in an abandoned olive grove, they broke together. Marcus pulled Livia under his coat and they slept tightly to each other. The cold of the earth crawled into its bones, but the heat of its bodies and the purple light of her magic kept her alive.“I can no longer,” Livia whispered with a breaking voice. tears ran over their dirty cheeks.“But you can,” Marcus answered and kissed her. First gentle, then always more desperate. His hands glitted under her
Purpel and Ash Chapter 10 – The Last Curse
Time seemed to stand still.Marcus and Livia knelt tightly looped on the blood-soaked floor of the Temple ruins. The purple light of her binding only flickered weakly, like a dying candle in the wind. Blood ran out of Marcus’ back wound and mixed with the one from Livias Arm. their foreheads touched, their breaths went heavy and synchronous.Severus stood above them, the sword raised. His hand hardly trembled noticeably. Lucius next to him had lowered his own sword. tears mixed with Dirty on his face.“kill them,” Severus repeated cold. “Both. Now.”Lucius didn't move. His eyes were directed to his brother.“Marcus...” he whispered. “Why? Why couldn't you just get one by us?”Marcus raised his head. Despite the pain, he smiled weakly. “Because there is no choice gave, brother. There was only them. From the first moment on.”Livia turned her face to her father. Her voice was quiet, but clear, permeated of a dignity that Severus himself met.“Father... you taught me that Mars m
Purpel and Ash Chapter 9 – The kiss of betrayal
The rain had stopped, but the world remained gray and heavy.Marcus and Livia moved carefully through the wooded hills back towards Rome. Their plan was awkward, but the only one that remained to them. They wanted reach Senate, before the remaining consuls and priests of Venus and of Talk to Mars. reveal the prophecy. Your love as living proof to lead.“If you see what we are,” Marcus murmured, while he helped Livia, a steep Climbing up the hill, “then they can’t just kill us. Not before Eyes of the Gods.”Livia smiled tired. Her shoulder pained, the purple band felt between them insane and overexcited. “You are a dreamer, my lover. But I love you exactly for that.”In a protected counter, they stopped. The sun broke weakly through Clouds. Marcus spread his deepest coat on the ground and pulled Livia to yourself. They fell close to each other, exhausted, but hungry to the close.Their kisses were tender first, then desperate. Hands glitted under torn Fabrics, looking for wa
Purpel and Ash Chapter 8 – Rain from fire and tears
The rain fell like the tears of the gods themselves.Marcus woke up first. The purple band in his chest pulsated calmly, but vigilant. Livia lay closely on him, her head on his chest, the black hair spread like a dark veil over his skin. Your breaths were even, but under the surface he felt the exhaustion that her soul still had always loaded.He gently dashed over her naked back, traced the line of her spine. Even in this fragile calm, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. His fingers wandered deeper, over the gentle rounding of their hips. Livia rained, sighed quietly and opened the eyes.“Good morning, my dear,” she whispered. Her voice sounded weak, but full of heat.Instead of an answer, he kissed her. Deep, desperate. Like he wanted the few stolen anchor moments in this hiding forever in his soul. Your body immediately reacted to each other – the band strengthened every touch, every sensation to something almost holy and at the same time forbidden.Livia
Purpel and Ash Chapter 7 — The Cave of Forgotten Gods
Marcus wore Livia as far as his powers were concerned. Your body felt easy in its Poor, but the purple band between them weighed hard like lead. Each of them flat breaths echoed in his own chest. She had given too much. Too much flowed into him by himself.The forest became denser, wilder. The pine trees are high, moss-covered rocks. A she led to a hidden gorge. There, half covered by wild efeu and falling roots, the entrance of a cave – old, dark, forget. The stones around the entrance were covered with faded reliefs: Venus and Mars, hand in hand, surrounded by flames and pigeons. An age Screaming, even the shepherds.“Here,” Marcus says. “The gods lead us.”He wore them in. The cave opened after a few meters to a large, a natural light opening in the ceiling lighted chamber. In the middle a small, warm source from the rock. The air smelled like sulfur, myrrh and old Magic. On the walls slightly phosphorescent fungi and ancient Paintings – lovers who embraced themselves i
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