 
                
                    The lady Belgrave pulls herself, sodden from the newly flooded city streets, finding refuge on a splintered roof. From somewhere across this grim landscape, she hears a familiar voice calling. Searching for her. Hoping she's still alive.
"Iris!"
She musters the breath to call back.
"Farmhorse!"
She had used the title as an insult many times, but right now she wanted nothing more than to lose herself in the strong horse's arms. To know that, as always, with Rebecca, everything would be okay. Rebecca began swimming towards her.
It started to rain.
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Iris is mine, Rebecca is firefox 's and all this has taken place in the Ironclaw campaign of the wonderful kagira ! <3
            "Iris!"
She musters the breath to call back.
"Farmhorse!"
She had used the title as an insult many times, but right now she wanted nothing more than to lose herself in the strong horse's arms. To know that, as always, with Rebecca, everything would be okay. Rebecca began swimming towards her.
It started to rain.
- - -
Iris is mine, Rebecca is firefox 's and all this has taken place in the Ironclaw campaign of the wonderful kagira ! <3
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
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                    Size 1200 x 1172px
                    File Size 514 kB
                 
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